But after taking only two steps, she remembered that she had forgotten to close the door for Jiang Yiyu, so she hurriedly stepped back and reached out to pull the door shut again. However, she used too much force, and the moment the door was closed, it made a loud noise that was out of tune with the quiet atmosphere.
Song Shengsheng felt that the embarrassment level in his heart was almost at its limit. It seemed that it was not appropriate to have too much contact with Jiang Yiyu tonight.
When Jiang Yiyu finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, he walked back to the bed and saw Song Shengsheng wrapped herself tightly in the quilt. He suddenly thought she was cute and funny.
Jiang Yiyu didn't say much. He turned off the lights, lay down on his bed on the floor, dimmed the screen of his mobile phone, and started processing messages.
After a while, he heard Song Shengsheng tentatively ask in a low voice: "Jiang Yiyu, are you asleep?"
"No, what's wrong? Can't sleep?"
Song Shengsheng moved closer to the bed and said, "I just remembered that you had injured your leg while filming before. Can you sleep on the floor?"
Jiang Yiyu put down his phone, turned over, and looked at the ceiling: "You want to invite me to sleep with you?"
“No…I…”
"If you don't want me to come up, then stop talking and go to sleep."
After a moment of silence, Jiang Yiyu heard her sit up and move the pillow to the other side of the bed: "Brother Yiyu, come sleep on the bed."
Jiang Yiyu was stunned for a moment: "Be quiet, do you know what you are saying?"
"I know."
Jiang Yiyu sat up. In the darkness, he couldn't clearly see Song Shengsheng's expression. He only saw her lift a corner of her quilt and pat the spot beside her: "Come here."
Seeing her like this, Jiang Yiyu stopped being shy. He hugged the pillow and carefully lay down on the edge of the bed.
Song Shengsheng gave him half of the quilt: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can bring up the quilt on the floor."
"fine."
The two of them lay quietly for a while, and Song Shengsheng called him again in a low voice: "Jiang Yiyu."
"What's wrong?"
"Your heart is beating so fast, I can hear it."
"You heard wrong, it's not mine."
"Oh, then consider it mine. Lie down a little further in. The quilt isn't wide enough, and the space in the middle is far away, so it's a bit cold."
Jiang Yiyu leaned towards her cautiously.
The two of them lay quietly for a while. Jiang Yiyu quietly moved his hand towards Song Shengsheng. When he was about to touch her hand, she suddenly turned over and faced him.
Jiang Yiyu quickly withdrew his hand and turned to look at her: "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"
"You didn't sleep either?"
"I can't sleep at this hour."
"So what do you usually do?"
Jiang Yiyu looked up at the ceiling again. "Reading scripts, watching movies, or opening the curtains to look at the night view outside the window is boring. How about you?"
"I've always had good sleep and could fall asleep as soon as I lay down." Song Shengsheng smiled, "But recently it seems to be a little bad, and I often stay up late."
"Because of me?"
"ah?"
"Just kidding, Shengsheng, I feel a little sleepy."
"Then go to sleep, good night."
Jiang Yiyu closed his eyes.
Song Shengsheng stared at him for a while and closed his eyes.
After a long time, Jiang Yiyu heard her breathing gradually become steady. He turned around, raised his eyelids, reached out and gently held her hand on the pillow, and said softly, "Good night, Song Shengsheng."
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