When the eyes can't see, the ears become unusually sensitive.

After the door opened, Su Mingyuan paused before entering the room.

As Su Mingyuan walked in, Qiao Yue clearly felt a slight burst of cool water vapor coming to her face.

His clothes were indeed wet from the rain.

This is Su Mingyuan's bedroom, and almost all of his clothes are in the cupboards of this room, so it is natural to be in such a hurry to come in.

Qiao Yue closed her eyes, feeling a little lost in her heart, her hand hidden in the quilt gradually tightened, and her nails sank into her palm, reminding herself to see reality clearly.

Su Mingyuan hated her too late, how could he come back to see her in a hurry because she had a cold.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and the room was unusually quiet, except for the faint sound of rain coming in through the window.

But with the sound of the rain, the room was quieter.

Su Mingyuan didn't turn on the light, Qiao Yue heard footsteps walking towards the bed, her heart pounded all of a sudden, and her whole body subconsciously tensed.

At this time, Qiao Yue was glad that Su Mingyuan didn't turn on the light, otherwise, he would definitely find out that she was pretending to be asleep.

Because her eyelashes were fluttering uncontrollably, even her breathing became messy.

Qiao Yue didn't know what Su Mingyuan was going to do, shouldn't he go to change his clothes, why didn't he go to the opposite cupboard to look for clothes, but walked in the direction of the bed.

As Su Mingyuan approached, Qiao Yue was so nervous that she almost stopped breathing, lying on the bed stiffly, not daring to move.

She suddenly regretted it, regretting pretending to sleep, in case Su Mingyuan found out, would he be angry again and call her a scheming woman?

Qiao Yue's worry didn't last long, and she was relieved when she heard Su Mingyuan's footsteps stop.

Su Mingyuan had been standing not far from the bed and had not made any sound.

In the dimly lit room, even with her eyes closed, Qiao Yue could still feel a hot gaze that could not be ignored on her body.

She didn't know what Su Mingyuan was thinking at this time, she clenched the hand in the cup tightly, a little nervous and a little expectant.

What to expect? Qiao Yue didn't know.

How long had it been since she had been with Su Mingyuan quietly like this, Qiao Yue couldn't remember clearly.

Since that incident, it has been like an insurmountable river between her and Su Mingyuan by the queen mother's hosta, and it is difficult to hold hands.

In the days after the reunion, the two were together, and Su Mingyuan either spoke ill of her or treated her indifferently.

Even when he was affectionate, he always looked indifferent, and his movements were direct and there was no tenderness at all.

The deep sense of guilt brought about by that incident, and Qiao Yue's humble and unspeakable love for Su Mingyuan, made her learn to be patient and get used to alienation, she always carefully kept a certain distance from him, for fear that if she took a step closer, it would cause Su Mingyuan's dissatisfaction.

Like this, the two of them got along quietly, even when she was pretending to be asleep, Qiao Yue felt very rare.

I don't know how long it took, but the room was always quiet, as if there was no second person in the room except Qiao Yue.

Just when Qiao Yue thought that Su Mingyuan had already left, Qiao Yue heard the sound of him turning to leave.

At the moment when Su Mingyuan turned around, Qiao Yue seemed to hear a low sigh, which seemed to be mixed with a lot of depression and helplessness.