After hanging up the phone, he tossed it aside and fiddled with a lighter, igniting and extinguishing it repeatedly.
The bright flame reflected on his face, adding an air of mystery.
He didn't know how long he sat there, still unable to fall asleep. Finally, he got up to turn off the lights in the room, glanced at the empty big bed, sighed deeply, and resignedly lay down.
Having no one to hold in his arms, he slept restlessly, waking up several times throughout the night. He even considered sneaking in through the window, but held himself back, tossing and turning until sleep gently claimed him around three in the morning.
In contrast to Beichen Rui's insomnia, the person in the next room slept exceptionally well. Without his constant fidgeting beside her, perhaps exhausted from his antics over the past few days, she managed to sleep until the morning light.
The morning sun angled through the curtains, filling the room with fresh air.
