Chapter 1497 What are you thinking about

She seemed to have had many bizarre and shaky dreams.

When I woke up, I found that it was still dark.

Chen Pianpian could not remember her dream. She just lay on the bed, blankly reaching out to touch her eyebrows, which had been wrinkled into a ball without her knowing when.

It seems to be a bad dream.

The girl pulled her hands back into the quilt and pulled it up above her nose, leaving only her eyes exposed.

The room was still dim, and the ceiling was pitch black in her eyes, but looking at the darkness, she felt inexplicably at ease.

The rise and fall of the tides were shut out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the only sound echoing in the room was her own quiet breathing... no, the breathing of another person.

She blinked and her gaze gradually moved down to the bedside. As if time had gone back or the scene had reappeared, she saw the shadow of the man sitting silently in the dark again.

This time she was not as frightened and panicked as before. Shen Pianpian looked at the man, slowly turned around, and curled up on her side facing him.

Dim light came in from the window, and from Chu Yan's perspective, he could just see the pair of eyes shining above the quilt.

He blinked slowly, without making a sound.

Shen Pianpian didn't say anything, just stared back at him silently.

The air was quiet, and this place seemed to have become a vacuum world. Even the sound of the tide outside the window was isolated and became distant.

It was not until a long time later that Chu Yan slowly said,

"What are you looking at me for?"

"I should ask you this question,"

The girl spoke in a similarly slow and sleepy voice, her voice hazy.

"Why are you looking at me? And this is the second time, and while I'm asleep."

"Because I have no place to rest,"

Chu Yan opened his eyes and told a lie that everyone knew was a lie, but this time Shen Pianpian was too lazy to expose or laugh at him.

She fell silent again, her eyes like stars looking at Chu Yan, blinking slowly.

Chu Yan paused, and could not help but slightly shift his gaze away, then quickly shifted back the next second, as if to hide his mistake, with a nonchalant smile on his lips.

"What about you? Why are you looking at me?"

"I'm wondering what you're thinking and what you want to do."

Shen Pianpian is still slow,

"If I could, I'd love to judge the answers to these questions from your expression, but it seems difficult."

Chu Yan seemed to be very interested in her behavior.

"Why is it difficult? You can't see it at all?"

"You know,"

The girl's voice came from under the quilt, a little muffled.

"If a person wears a mask for too long, he or she will begin to think that the mask is his or her true face, an impenetrable defense at all times and in all places."

She looked at Chu Yan and said word by word,

"You have such defense now. I can't see what you are thinking."

The curve of the man's mouth was a little lighter. He looked down at the girl in the bed, but his voice was very gentle.

"What about you? Are you sure you are your true self at all times?"

As if thinking it over carefully, Shen Pianxian finally gave an answer without hesitation.

"I can."

"I'm not good at hiding my thoughts, nor do I like to hide them. Only by showing my true self can you get the same truth from others. I like this feeling."

Chu Yan curled the corners of his lips and moved his fingers slightly, as if he wanted to reach out and touch her head, but he withdrew his hand halfway at the girl's surprised gaze.

Then he leaned back in his chair and asked her,

"If you can't guess, forget it. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"