"Hello!"
Early in the morning, as Shen Mochen got up to wash, he noticed Xia Qingrou staring intently at him, her eyes red like a rabbit's.
"What's wrong? You have dark circles under your eyes," Shen Mochen said with concern on his face.
"Did you feel anything last night?" Xia Qingrou asked, her gaze blank.
Shen Mochen shook his head, "I don't know what you're talking about..."
Xia Qingrou still looked unconvinced, "Really?"
"Really!" Shen Mochen assured her, nodding earnestly.
"How can this be... Is it only me... It shouldn't be..."
Xia Qingrou curled up on the sofa, mumbling to herself as if in a trance.
"Qingrou, what's wrong, you don't look like you slept well..."
Liu Chaoyan also walked over at this time and was surprised to see the defeated look on Xia Qingrou's face.
"No, no, no, I'm fine... I'm fine..." Xia Qingrou distractedly shook her head and then looked up at Shen Mochen again, fixing her eyes on his lips with a complex expression.
