Qiao Nansheng has been experiencing the same thing as him these past few days, though not as severely as Zhou Cheng. She just can't fall asleep when she's not sleepy, and when she closes her eyes, she feels very uncomfortable because it's so quiet beside her and she's all alone in the room. But if she's really sleepy, she can still fall asleep.
Therefore, habits are truly terrifying.
Even though he didn't stay at home for long after finishing filming his previous movie, at most a month, or thirty days, the two of them had already gotten used to each other's presence.
Qiao Nansheng quietly sat up, preparing to get out of bed. She had just turned her back, her feet barely touching the ground as she put on her shoes, and before she could even stand up and take a step, she heard a man's hoarse voice come from behind her: "Where are you going?"
She stiffened and turned around to see that the man who had been sleeping soundly just a second ago was now looking at her with his eyes open.
"Weren't you asleep?" Qiao Nansheng was somewhat astonished. He could feel himself leaving even while he was asleep? What was going on?
Zhou Cheng pursed his lips: "Come back and sleep with me. You're not allowed to leave."
Qiao Nansheng was both amused and exasperated: "You said yourself that I could leave after you fell asleep."
Zhou Cheng: "I'm not asleep right now, I'm awake."
"..." But you were just asleep!
Qiao Nansheng sighed. Seeing his stubborn expression, as if he wouldn't sleep unless she went back to lie down and continue sleeping with him, she had no choice but to lie back down.
"Come a little closer," Zhou Cheng requested, stretching out his hand towards her.
Qiao Nansheng's expression changed slightly: "Don't even think about taking advantage of me!"
Zhou Cheng didn't speak, and she wouldn't come closer, so he moved closer to her, pressing his body against hers. Then he reached out and placed his hand on her waist, pulling her closer to him.
The two were very close, nose to nose, almost kissing.
Normally, Zhou Cheng would definitely have kissed him, but he was feeling extremely unwell right now, and even if he wanted to, he was too weak to do so.
Qiao Nansheng kept backing away, and Zhou Cheng stretched out his foot to grab her, reminding her, "If you back up any further, you'll fall to the ground."
"Then don't get so close to me."
Zhou Cheng took a breath and said, "I promise I won't do anything to you, okay? Just sleep."
After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment and added, "Don't leave even if I fall asleep."
He is a light sleeper; the slightest movement from her will wake him up.
Qiao Nansheng looked at him suspiciously, still not believing him.
Zhou Cheng couldn't hold back any longer; he yawned, his eyes almost closing.
"I really didn't do anything to you," he muttered softly, his eyes filled with reproach as he stared at her. "Just trust me this once, okay?"
Qiao Nansheng remained silent, but stopped backing away.
Zhou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes again, falling into a deep sleep.
Qiao Nansheng stared at him without blinking. After a long while, she moved slightly and turned over. She felt the hand on her waist tighten. The man's muttering came from the side: "Don't leave."
She turned her head and saw that he was still asleep with his eyes closed.
He could sense her leaving even in his sleep.
Qiao Nansheng was at a loss for words. She sighed softly. She had only been away attending events for a few days, so why had she become so clingy when she came back?
She took out her phone to watch TV and turned the volume to silent.
...
Zhou Cheng slept for quite a long time, from 8:30 in the morning until 7:00 in the evening before waking up.
Qiao Nansheng hadn't eaten lunch and couldn't even walk. Every time she tried to move, Zhou Cheng would hold her tightly as if he knew she was going to leave, which made Qiao Nansheng very hungry.
I texted Liu Xu to ask her to bring me some food, but because I was lying down and couldn't get up, the food that was brought in was taken away untouched.
Seeing that the man had finally woken up, Qiao Nansheng let out a heavy sigh: "Uncle Zhou, if you hadn't woken up, your little wife would have starved to death."
She pushed his hand away and sat up in bed. Having remained in one position all day, her back and waist ached.
Zhou Cheng was taken aback: "You didn't go to eat?"
"Otherwise?" Qiao Nansheng retorted irritably, rolling her eyes and saying, "If I move, you'll say I can't leave. Do you think I'd dare go downstairs to eat?"
"..." Zhou Cheng was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry."
He got out of bed, his back still aching. The man frowned slightly, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he came out, Qiao Nansheng was still sitting on the bed in the same position he had been in before he went into the bathroom.
Her expression was strange, and Zhou Cheng wondered what was wrong with her. When he asked, Qiao Nansheng replied in a tearful voice, "My legs are numb."
"..."
Zhou Cheng walked towards her, "I'll hug you."
Qiao Nansheng blushed again, stared at him for a long time, and managed to stammer out a few words: "But I need to go to the toilet."
Zhou Cheng was silent for a moment, then said, "Shall I carry you inside?"
"Why are you hugging me? Give me a massage." Qiao Nansheng was on the verge of tears. She had been lying down all day with Zhou Cheng holding her legs between his legs, and her legs were so numb that she couldn't feel them anymore. No wonder she felt something was off earlier.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Cheng walked over, lifted the blanket, and began to massage her.
She was so numb that she couldn't feel anything, so Zhou Cheng pressed harder. As a result, the man increased his strength and lost control of his grip. She cried out in pain, "That's enough! Let go!"
She felt like she was about to urinate after the massage.
Zhou Cheng obediently withdrew his hand.
Qiao Nansheng tried to move around and found that she had recovered. She scrambled out of bed, put on her shoes, and rushed to the bathroom.
Zhou Cheng stood there, listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, his face expressionless.
Two minutes later, Qiao Nansheng came out from inside, looking refreshed. When she saw that he hadn't come down yet, she was stunned for a moment, and then a light blush rose on her fair and delicate cheeks: "Why haven't you come down yet?"
"Waiting for you." Zhou Cheng slowly uttered the two words, and only after she walked over did he turn around and walk downstairs.
As if she knew exactly when Zhou Cheng was waking up, Liu Xu had already prepared the meal as soon as the two of them went downstairs.
After dinner, Qiao Nansheng lay sprawled on the sofa, constantly changing channels with the remote control.
Zhou Cheng sat next to her, looking down at his phone.
Suddenly, the phone on his right vibrated. The sound from the TV was turned up very loud by Qiao Nansheng, drowning out the phone's vibration. She didn't hear it, but Zhou Cheng did.
He picked up his phone to hand it to her, but then noticed that the person who sent her the message had no name in their contacts; it was just an "X".
This letter is now very sensitive to Zhou Cheng. When he saw it, he subconsciously thought of Xu Yanqing. Looking at the other person's profile picture, it was indeed exactly the same as the profile picture he had seen the day before yesterday.
Last time, while Qiao Nansheng was asleep, Zhou Cheng used her finger to unlock the door and glanced at the numerical password. He then glanced at someone who was focused on watching TV, and while she wasn't paying attention, he turned his back, entered the password, and logged into WeChat.
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