Mu Nian stood on tiptoe, slowly walked to the front of the mat, and looked down from above.

Gong Yu lay flat on her back, her face exposed outside the quilt, her long, inky black hair scattered casually, blending into the darkness.

In the dark night, Mu Nian could not see Gong Yu's expression clearly. He could only vaguely feel that her expression was calm, her long eyelashes drooped, her pink lips were closed, her breathing was slow and long, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Mu Nian stared at Gong Yu in a daze.

Without those cold and ruthless eyes, Gong Yu seemed like a little girl next door.

There was no longer the coldness that kept people at a distance, no longer the strong aura of a queen, and no longer the cunning and vicious means, which made Mu Nian unconsciously want to hold Gong Yu in his arms.

Ever since Guo Liqi left, he has been sitting on the sofa in a daze.

He didn't know if it was because of the alcohol or because he was too depressed, but Gong Yu's figure kept flashing through his mind, making him eager to see Gong Yu's face.

Although it was late at night, it was not a good time to meet.

But he was still inexplicably compelled to take a quick shower, change into clean clothes, get rid of the smell of cigarettes on his body, and couldn't wait to come to Mo Ji Xiao Chao.

Just to be able to see Gong Yu.

This was the first time in his life that he wanted to see someone for such an inexplicable reason.

No reason, just thinking.

The moment he saw Gong Yu, all the sadness, anxiety and uneasiness in his heart disappeared.

This wonderful feeling left Mu Nian at a loss.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, turned around and came to Gong Yu's feet, gently lifted the quilt, revealing Gong Yu's beautiful and delicate feet.

At this time, there was no trace of any injuries on the soles of her feet, as if she had never been injured.

Mu Nian took out a bottle from his pocket, scooped out the ointment in the bottle with his fingers and applied it to the soles of Gong Yu's feet.

That was where Gong Yu was injured a few days ago.

He moved very carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting Gong Yu, or as if he was afraid of Gong Yu waking up.

After spitting out the ointment, cover yourself with a blanket.

Mu Nian took Gong Yu's schoolbag very familiarly and took out a bottle of identical ointment from it.

That was the ointment Murong Tianyi gave to Gong Yu.

Mu Nian swapped the two bottles of ointment and put his own bottle into Gong Yu's schoolbag, in the same place, without anyone noticing.

After doing all this, Mu Nian seemed to have completed his mission. Without even looking at Gong Yu, he walked out of the window.

"Happy birthday."

The murmured blessings drifted along with the wind and reached Gong Yu's ears.

Suddenly, Gong Yu opened his blood-red eyes, and in a flash he returned to dust, as black as ink.

She slowly sat up and turned to look out the window where Mu Nian disappeared.

The window was slightly open, and the cold wind blew into the house, causing the curtains to dance in graceful arcs in the wind.

Gong Yu raised the corner of her mouth and responded softly: "Thank you."

She looked away and lifted her feet to look.

The ointment seeped into the pores and dissolved into the flesh, making the soles of the feet smooth again, without any trace of the ointment being applied just now.

Gong Yu gently pressed the sole of her foot with her thumb: It doesn't hurt anymore.

She frowned, as if she was guessing something.

After a few seconds, she lifted her foot and put it to her nose, sniffing it twice: the taste was a little different from the one Murong Tianyi gave her.

Gong Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled wickedly, which looked particularly strange in the dim night.