Then he seemed to lie on his back and took a deep breath, then he lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Then he heard the sound of porcelain colliding, and then the sound of water pouring.
I saw him standing in the darkness in front of a round table in the distance, drinking water.
A magical thought flashed through my mind - would he throw water on me next time?
No, no, although Song Heng is usually intimidating without getting angry, he has always been gentle to me.
After putting down the porcelain cup, he stood motionless beside the round table, making me wonder if I was looking in the wrong place. I don’t know how long later, he walked to the lampshade and lit the lamp.
The instantaneous light made me squint unconsciously, and it took me a while to open my eyes and come to my senses.
He stood by the lampshade, looking at me from a distance——
I was lying down and he was standing. Thinking that this didn't seem like a good way to apologize, I quickly got out of the quilt and climbed out of bed.
He suddenly turned around and turned off the light. The sudden darkness made me freeze in place.
He coughed lightly: "Just you being there is good."
His voice was a little deeper and hoarse than usual, but I didn't detect any anger or irritation. He must have been understanding of my awkward state after losing my memory...
"You..." He stood there, silent for a long time: "I have never slept with you before."
I was suddenly startled and tried to look up at him but only saw a dark shadow.
Countless thoughts instantly exploded in my mind: "Ah, but, could it be..."
He seemed to have thought of something, and laughed angrily: "Chen Shuang, it's not what you think."
Even though I wasn't sure if he could see clearly, I nodded dumbly, but my heart became even more confused and puzzled. Could it be that -
Is it my problem?
This thought shocked me even more. Song Heng spoke again: "Chen Shuang, I have only told you bits and pieces of your story before. Now do you want to hear what you used to look like in my eyes?"
"Yeah." I knelt on the quilt and looked at him through the inky night.
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