Jiang Jingming clearly felt the weight in his hands become heavier.
He discreetly supported the girl's back with his other hand.
The hand massaging did not stop.
After feeling the girl's full weight, he slowly stood up.
The stabbing pain in his chest, he chose to ignore.
Gently placing Sang Yu on the bed, he covered her with a blanket.
The girl's soft breathing could be heard, her eyes tightly shut, clearly already asleep.
Jiang Jingming stood by the bed for a long time before putting away Sang Yu's drawings and lay on the cot.
From that angle, he could just see the moon outside.
Tonight's moon wasn't a full moon, it was a crescent, like the eyes of a smiling girl.
But there were also people destined to be sleepless tonight.
...
"Officer, I really know Sang Yu, we were even engaged before, I really wasn't harassing her."
Lu Hao had stressed this point many times.
