Early in the morning, four o'clock.

Lin Nuanxi slowly opened his eyes, surrounded by a huge warm force.

Beitang Flare held her in her arms and fell asleep in a baby-like position.

Lin Nuanxi's action of slowly opening his eyes was extremely light, but it was enough to make Beitang Yaori open his eyes.

She stared blankly, her eyes open, and she looked calmly at the dark ceiling without saying a word.

[Can't sleep?] ]

[……]

The other party still replied silently.

In the bathroom, Beitang Yaori used extremely strong self-control to restrain his impulsive desire to hug her from the frustrated kiss.

Lin Nuanxi in her arms, like a baby who had just woken up, just quietly stared ahead.

Beitang Yaori turned his head to look at the time, it was just four o'clock in the morning.

People with a tendency to depression tend to wake up 2-4 hours earlier.

[It's not dawn yet, close your eyes and sleep again.] ]

[……]

Beitang Yaori breathed in a soft and low tone, but it didn't seduce her.

After being silent for a while, Beitang Yaori put on a black bathrobe and got up, and then put on a pajama for Lin Nuanxi, helped her body up, picked up a comfortable position, and let her sit on the bed.

She had already woken up, and naturally, Beitang Yaori could no longer sleep.

Lin Nuanxi sat on the bed, like a well-behaved and quiet doll.

Beitang Yaori walked to the grand piano in the corner of the room and sat down, turning over the lid.

[Can't sleep, I'll play the piano for you, what do you want to hear?] ]

[……]

[Why don't you just play your favorite Little Star Variation.] ]

Talking to himself, only listening to the voice, I thought that this man was a little sane.

Slender fingers touch the keys, and a beautiful and slightly light little star variation surrounds the room.

Lin Nuanxi calmed down and looked at the man playing the piano on the open-air balcony in front of him.

The sky outside gradually brightened with the beautiful sound of the piano.

He played for two hours, and Lin Nuanxi listened for two hours.

It wasn't until Leng Zhao got up and took the little young master to the door of the emperor's room that he heard the sound of the piano coming from inside.

A hint of curiosity and surprise flashed in Lin Xing's eyes, and he let go of Leng Zhao's hand, pushed the door and entered.

The picture of Beitang Yaori playing the piano made Lin Xing slightly surprised-

So handsome!

Seeing the little young master who broke in, Beitang Yaori stopped playing. Before I knew it, it was already dawn.

[Emperor Shao, the little master woke up and wanted to come and see you.] ]

Lin Xing was very curious, why did everyone here call him that, isn't his name Beitang Yaori?

[Good morning, Mom, Xingzi is here.] ]

[……]

Lin Xing ran to the side of the bed to greet Lin Nuanxi, but Lin Nuanxi's reaction was the same as yesterday, and Lin Xing lowered his eyes sadly.

Mom's illness is not yet healed.

[Emperor Shao, didn't you have a night of rest?] ]

Leng Zhao looked at Beitang Yaori still wearing pajamas, as if he had been playing for a long time.

[Emperor Shao, when will my mother recover?] ]

[What do you call me?] ]

Beitang Yaori didn't like Lin Xing's name for him.

Lin Xing held back his little mouth, and his little head was trying to think of words.

[Uncle Kitado?] ]

[……]

[Uncle Beitang?] ]

[……]

[…… Master Beitang? ]

[……]

[Little Master,] Leng Zhao opened his mouth appropriately: [You should call Emperor Shao your father.] ]

Lin Xing's appearance at this time was a little shy.

He can call Lin Nuanxi his mother because he has special feelings.