After taking a shower, Mu Jingjue wiped his hair and prepared to turn off the lights and go to bed. As soon as he walked to the bed and lifted the quilt, he saw that the quilt had been moved, indicating that someone had been there before.

Since it's neither in the room nor downstairs, then it must be in the study?

His shoes turned in another direction and he walked towards the door again, turned the doorknob, and went to the corridor.

He gently turned the turn of the study door and pushed it open a little bit, and light came out from inside. It was indeed here.

It’s so late, why aren’t you sleeping yet?

His brows furrowed unconsciously, and he didn't even realize that he was a little unhappy about this discovery.

He thought that when he opened the door, he would see someone working, but he never expected that it was a beautiful woman sleeping at the desk.

She was lying on the table, half of her face covered by her scattered hair, her eyes were closed, her eyelashes were motionless, her lips were tightly pursed, and her chest was slightly rising and falling.

His steps towards the room just stopped right there.

He didn't know what he was thinking at that moment, but he felt that she was so beautiful that it was beyond words, and so quiet as a fairy that people couldn't bear to disturb her sleep.

The person lying on the table seemed to feel a little uncomfortable and moved. Mu Jingjue thought she was about to wake up, but she just changed her direction and continued to sleep.

Mu Jingjue couldn't help but laugh slightly. Isn't it uncomfortable? You have a good bed but you sleep here instead.

He walked to her side, leaned over to look at her carefully, wanting to wake her up, and his raised hand stopped just when it touched her shoulder.

He didn't know whether to wake the person up or hold him in his arms.

But looking at her state, he thought it would be impossible to wake her up. Even if he woke her up, it would probably take her a long time to fall asleep again.

After a moment's thought, he bent down slightly, put his hands under her armpits, and gently picked her up.

The person being held mumbled and her eyelashes moved. Mu Jingjue thought she was about to wake up, so he stood still, staring at the person in his arms. However, the person in his arms did not move, and there was no sign of waking up. Instead, she found a comfortable position, arched her back, and then lay there motionless.

Mu Jingjue laughed, then breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he didn't wake up. If he did, he would probably scare her.

He carried her to the bedroom, but suddenly, he wondered how light she was. She looked tall and thin, but in his arms, she weighed so little. Do all girls like to lose weight? But this was too light. He'd have to ask Auntie to make more nourishing foods next time to prevent her from getting too thin.

He gently put the person on the bed and considerately adjusted the quilt. Song Ci was not woken up at all and even found a comfortable position, which shows how sleepy he was.

Mu Jingjue couldn't help but hold his forehead and smile bitterly. How long has it been since he last slept? Why is he so sleepy?

But, let’s not talk about her. He was also very sleepy. Seeing her sleeping so soundly, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

He also lifted the quilt and lay on the bed. When he was about to close his eyes and sleep, Song Ci next to him suddenly felt uncomfortable sleeping. He turned around skillfully, touched a body, and then hugged it, nodding his head. Only when he felt comfortable did he settle down.

Her warm breath hit his face, feeling a little itchy, and he felt a little uncomfortable all over.

Mu Jingjue's eyes flickered open in the darkness, making it hard to see clearly. His body stiffened for a moment, but when he saw she didn't move, he relaxed again.

His emotions were unclear in the darkness, but at that moment, he suddenly realized that all he had wanted for so many years was to have someone by his side and a home behind him.

Perhaps she really was a good choice. Everything was arranged by fate, and it must have been God's will. He seemed to have suddenly figured it out. He gently hugged her back, just like he had at the beginning, and it seemed as if he was also hugging his own happiness.

Everything he cared about before seemed to have been realized at this moment, so what else could he dislike?

Fatigue came over him, and without much thought, he fell into a deep sleep with her until the sun was high in the sky and the sunlight came in through the window.

That night, the Mu residence was as quiet as usual.

This night, it seemed as if something was growing quietly in the night, as if it would grow into a towering tree one morning.

And this thing is called like.