In the middle of the night, a cool breeze blew in from the window.

Xu Jiamu's eyelids loosened, her half-squinted eyes slowly opened, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at the window.

Sure enough, there was a thin figure standing there.

Xu Jiamu sat up on the bed, rolled her Adam's apple, made her voice sound less hoarse and low, and only after getting used to it did she ask, "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

Sanki stood in front of the window, looking out at the charming night.

Hearing Xu Jiamu's question, his whole body suddenly trembled slightly.

It was as if she had condensed the silence little by little, broken by his sudden words, tugging at her heart hidden in the dark world.

It took two minutes for Sang Ji to react, "I can't sleep." ”

She replied, raising her hand and touching her cold arm.

The wind seemed to be a few degrees cooler tonight than the night before.

Since Sang Ji had a misanthropic mentality, Xu Jiamu opened up the two rooms and stayed by her side all the time.

Xu Jiamu pinched her fingers, lifted the futon and got up, picked up the blanket on the sofa and walked to Sang Ji's side, and covered her with the blanket, "Are you okay?" ”

Sang Ji gathered the blanket and turned his head to look at Xu Jiamu, his deep eyes were desolate, "It's not very good." ”

As she answered, tears spilled out of her eyes and dripped down her eyes.

Xu Jiamu panicked.

He walked quickly to the bedside table, took out a few tissues, shook his hands to wipe the tears from her face, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you crying?" ”

Sang Ji shook her head expressionlessly, she didn't know why she cried.

Kuangki lowered his eyelids, stopped talking, and was reluctant to lie back in bed and try to fall asleep.

Standing motionless in front of the window, guarding the night.

In the end, Xu Jiamu moved two high chairs and sat in front of the window with her.

When the sun rose, Sang Ji finally felt sleepy, she leaned on Xu Jiamu's shoulder tiredly, closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

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Xu Jiamu, who was busy with work, came to the bedside again, looked at Sang Ji, who had been sleeping for nearly 15 hours, stretched out her hand, and her thin fingertips fell on her haggard face.

This time Kuangki woke up.

Her empty pupils reflected Xu Jiamu's smile, as if a beam of light shone into the dark and colorless world.

Sang Ji looked at him who had changed his outfit and lost his mind.

I hate sleeping, and I hate not seeing everything about Xu Jiamu.

He asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

Sang Ji stared straight at him, reluctant to look away, "Hmm." ”

Xu Jiamu's thin lips hooked, "I'm hungry too, let's go eat, shall we?" ”

Sang Ji looked at his bright and warm smile, and unconsciously bent a small corner upward.

She suddenly remembered the scene of painting yesterday, and asked the man behind her as she walked into the bathroom, "After eating, do you want to paint?" ”

Xu Jiamu listened to her question, a trace of surprise and surprise flashed in her heart, and before her doubts came out, she saw Sang Ji turn her head and look over.

Xu Jiamu immediately squinted her eyes and smiled, rubbed her head, and said happily: "The weather is good today, can I take you to the beach?" ”

Sang Jigang's interest fell instantly, and she looked at the man in front of her expressionlessly.

Xu Jiamu stroked the hand on her head and added, "The sky by the sea is more beautiful, we can go there to paint." ”

Sang Ji hooked the corners of his lips in a flattering manner, and said "um" without a smile on his face.

She hung her head and walked into the bathroom, slowly washing.

Then, he followed Xu Jiamu downstairs, crossed the empty and unpopular living room, and walked into the dining room.

After Sang Ji finished eating and taking the medicine, Xu Jiamu arranged for the car to prepare.