It's nothing, it's something that can't be solved by eating.

Shen Qianshu put the takeaway on the plate and brought out the soup again, her taste was heavy, his taste was light, almost all the food she ordered was what he liked to eat, on the dining table, it was very silent, no one spoke, only the sound of the dishes and chopsticks touching, gentle, faint, some cold taste.

After eating, cleaning up, there was still silence, Shen Qianshu had the heart to find some topics to talk about, but she felt powerless, she was full of food and drink, sleepiness struck, Yeling went out to make a phone call, she fell asleep on the sofa. He walked from the balcony and saw her sleeping soundly on the sofa, with obvious dark circles on her fair little face, she must have never slept well at night, and when she thought of her frightened appearance just now, Yeling came over and sat beside her.

His fingers, gently brushing over her pink cheeks.

Shen Qianshu, when will you be able to open your heart to me?

When, will you not be afraid of me?

He didn't understand how to repair the broken mirror well, but no matter how it was, it was impossible to let go, even if she was afraid, in this life, she could only be tied to him.

Yeling picked her up and sent her back to the bedroom.

She had a dream, dreaming that seven years ago, when she was running around in Paris, reading, running major shows, competitions, shuttling through the hospital with children's paintings, arguing with people for a few euros, and only daring to sweep goods in supermarkets when the price was on sale with children's paintings.

In the years, she was very hard, her small shoulders carried huge pressure, but she was full of vitality, and the two years when the child died, the lifeless appearance was gone.

In the dream, she held the children's painting and said to Yeling with a smile.

Sir, I have had a good life with my children over the years.

What about you?

How are you doing?

In the dream, Yeling whispered, I'm doing well too!

Sir, you are lying.

She didn't seem to have had a good night's sleep for a long time, but she felt that something was pressing her breathlessly, Shen Qianshu's tentacles touched a piece of warm and slippery skin, and suddenly opened her eyes and saw the sleeping Yeling.

She rested on his arm and slept very well, he was wearing jeans and sweater, sleeping on her princess bed, looking extraordinarily sleepy, his eyes were very deep, and his eyelashes were as long and curled as children's paintings, which was extremely beautiful. The breathing was very shallow and she slept very deeply, she heard Zhong Ran inadvertently say that her husband rarely sleeps, because his body is always tortured all the time, and he has long been used to staying awake all the time, and sleeping pills have no effect on him.

He often slept for an hour or two a day, when she listened, her heart was distressed, how could a person not sleep, she couldn't imagine what kind of pain Yeling was suffering, was it really like two people fighting in his body, but if he didn't sleep for a long time, he would always run out of oil.

This night, he seems to be sleeping deeply!

Why do you wear a sweater, so thick?

Shen Qianshu didn't wake him up, and walked out of the bedroom lightly, just as Yeling's phone rang, she saw that it was Zhong Ran, picked up the phone, answered, and lowered her voice, "Zhong Ran, Mr. is still sleeping, do you have something urgent......?"

"There's no rush at all!" Zhong Ran roared suddenly, the things over there are indeed in a hurry, but no matter how anxious he is, it is not as important as Da Shao's sleep, "Da Shao is asleep?"