Dill sat silently in her chair, but an atmosphere of loneliness and sadness lingered around her.

Gu Qingcheng approached her silently, didn't say any comforting words, just stretched out his hand and hugged her gently. It seems that this way can share her sorrow and become her dependence.

Dill felt a pair of hands gently caress her back, her chest solid and broad. It's a strange feeling.

Just like a tired traveler who suddenly sees a smoking house, it is a strange place that can still bring people peace of mind and comfort.

Dill lifted her hand around his waist, and at the same time relaxed her stiff body, allowing her head to lean limply against his chest.

The emotions in her head were confused, and Dill simply let them go. At this moment, there is only simple embrace, nothing else.

From the moment her hand touched his lower back, Gu Qingcheng's whole person unconsciously fell into some kind of stiffness. When he came back to his senses, there was already a sound of shallow and steady breathing in his arms, and she was asleep.

Gu Qingcheng lowered his head, the night was slightly cool, but his gaze was as warm as water. He looked at the woman who was sleeping in his arms, her face was so quiet and quiet. She leaned on herself, relaxed and unguarded, as if she were the person she trusted the most.

This kind of realization made the smile on Gu Qingcheng's lips deeper, and the gaze towards dill became softer and softer. He picked her up cautiously, trying to ease his movements, for fear that he would wake her up.

Dill opened her eyes when it was already dark, and she was lying on the bed, and beside the bed sat a man reading a newspaper.

The man's turning over made the man notice her sobriety, slowly turned around, and looked at her with a smile: "Morning." The sun shone through the cracks in the curtains, and his smile shone brighter than this little bit of gold.

"Well, early." Dill subconsciously replied. She sat up, her clothes intact, the same as she had worn during the day.

Dill didn't ask Gu why he appeared in his room early in the morning. She still has an impression of last night's events.

All kinds of complex emotions came to her heart again, and Dill subconsciously wanted to avoid them, but a voice in her heart said to her: You can't avoid it for a while, and only by facing it and solving it is a hundred solutions.

In all fairness, his hug didn't make her feel any discomfort. Probably because I'm used to him being by his side all the time, so I don't exclude his occasional intimate contact. Dill thought so.

"Gu Qingcheng."

Gu Qingcheng's expression was shocked, and his gaze at Dill was surprised for a moment. It was the first time she had called his name.

"Well, I'm here."

Dill walked around to him, watching him look a little stunned, the smile on her lips gradually expanded, she reached out and patted his head: "I'm hungry, go make me breakfast." ”

"Ah," Gu Tingcheng, who was patted on the head, was even more stunned, but soon he came back to his senses, and his high-speed brain received the meaning of her words, so he hurriedly stood up, "I'll do it for you now." ”

Dill looked at his back, hurriedly, with a hint of running away, and the corners of her lips rose unconsciously.