She could feel her dying heart being given a new lease on life. It was as if there were two figures fighting at the bottom of her heart. She could not tell which would emerge the winner. They had been fighting for so long that she eventually fell back to sleep.
Su Zhinian waited until Song Qingchun's breathing stabilized before he moved his fingers away from her hand. He stared at her sleeping face for a moment before standing up and walking slowly to the window.
Staring at city lights, his rationality slowly returned.
He had tried so hard to hide his intentions, but the girl managed to wake up after he left the bedroom. He had tried so hard to evade her, but when he found out that someone was going to rape her, he could not stop himself from rushing to her rescue.
That night, he had truly been consumed by anger. His rationality and even sanity had been overwhelmed by fury. It did not even cross his mind how his actions were going to affect the girl.
If not for the fact that he had managed to read her mind and knew she was merely pretending to be sleeping, wouldn't she have known by now that he actually still cared deeply about her?
It was too close, so close that just one wrong step and he would have revealed his heart to her. Su Zhinian stood before the window until the sun rose in the eastern sky. Then he slowly turned around to look at the girl who was sleeping in bed.
The girl was probably having a wonderful dream because her features were greatly softened by a smile, and there was even a cute blush coloring her two cheeks. It made him feel like rushing forward to give her a kiss.
Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun for a long time but did not walk toward the bed. Instead, he purposely chose the route that was furthest from the bed as he headed toward the door. Then, he pulled the door open and left.
Probably due to the medicine from Doctor Xia, Song Qingchun had a restful sleep that night. She only woke up when the sun was shining through the window.
The rays of the autumn sun filtered through the glass to fall on her face, causing the girl to flit her eyes open. Song Qingchun reached out her hand to blot out the sun. She then sat up in bed and scanned the room she was in. The bedroom was empty except for her.
Song Qingchun's brows creased slightly. As the memories from the night before bubbled up in her mind, she immediately pulled the cover back and jumped out of bed. She then rushed to the bedroom door, pulled it open, and raced out.
The living room was bright from the sun, and similar to the bedroom, it was empty. Song Qingchun's mouth fell open, and she pulled the door to the attached study open. It was also empty.
She instantly turned around to the bathroom inside the bedroom. If not for the empty shower gel bottles that littered the floor, telling her that everything that had happened last night was real, she would have thought she had lived through an emotion-filled dream.
Su Zhinian has left?
Song Qingchun stood barefoot in the cold bathroom for a long time before the thought cropped up in her mind. Then, an indescribable sense of loneliness and disappointment instantly swept through her body.
She dragged her tired body out of the bathroom, and the moment she reached the bedroom, she heard someone knocking on the door.