Yun Shuning saw that after she finished speaking, He Yan's body stopped where it was, and then he turned around. She couldn't quite understand his expression, but she could hear that his voice was unexpectedly gentle:
“I’m used to it.”
She is a person who may not take it too seriously if you play pity on her. However, when someone easily covers up his suffering and predicament, she suddenly has a feeling in her heart that is hard to ignore.
At this moment, she forgot that this was not a question she should ask, and forgot her plan to keep a distance from He Yan, and opened her mouth slightly.
Fortunately, her self-control was strong enough. The moment she opened her mouth, she suddenly remembered her plan and her live broadcast of coaxing her child to sleep every night.
She cleared her throat, her voice sounding deliberately casual: "Well... I broadcast live every night at ten o'clock."
"Many people say that my voice can help them fall asleep." At this point, she raised her head and looked at the person who seemed to be hidden in the darkness, then looked away unnaturally. "Why don't you give it a try?"
She is such a genius. This way she can keep a distance from He Yan and also let him sleep better.
It just sounds like Wang Po is bragging about melons. Thinking of this, she quickly added: "Of course, if you..."
"Okay." As if he knew what she was going to say next, He Yan interrupted her with a hint of doting in his eyes.
His eyes were particularly eye-catching in the night, or rather, at this moment, Yun Shuning could only notice his eyes.
In the dim corridor, his body blended into the night, and the darkness and oppression faintly emanating from him should have made her alert.
But at this moment, Yun Shuning ignored his aura and only felt herself surrounded by his eyes, without even the slightest thought of leaving.
How could anyone resist a dark, powerful, cold-blooded person with such a look on his face?
"Well, it's almost time, you should go to bed early." She came to her senses and spoke quickly, with a slight tension in her voice, "If I don't go live, I'll be late."
She quickly left his side, and when she passed by him, she felt that the moment she passed by, the aura around him became soft and restrained, as if he was afraid of scaring her.
Walking a few steps away from him, Yun Shuning took a deep breath, turned around with a smile and said, "Good night, have a good dream."
"Good night." After she turned and walked into the room, a sighing voice sounded in the corridor, but no one heard it except himself.
Yun Shuning glanced at her bedroom and suddenly remembered that this was not the place for her live broadcast.
She stood awkwardly in the room, waiting for time to pass.
When it was already 9:55, she realized she couldn't delay any longer and opened the door carefully. When she saw the empty corridor, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she tiptoed to the room where she broadcast live.
After preparing the equipment for the live broadcast, she did not turn on the camera. Instead, she found the book that she had recently read on the bookshelf behind her, turned to the place where she had last spoken, and continued her lecture seriously.
This time, the audience who heard her voice felt something was wrong at the first moment.
As an old fan who has been listening to Shuyan’s live broadcast for nearly a year, Li Wei can be said to be very familiar with her voice.
Sometimes, Shuyan would turn off the camera in order to let them sleep peacefully. This was nothing unusual.
But what is surprising is that Shuyan's voice today seems so sweet and soft. Just by listening to her voice, one feels that she must be very happy now.
At this moment, she suddenly realized that He Yan's existence had such a great influence on her.
She didn't have time to think too much, and fell into a deep sleep under her voice, with the smile on her lips carried into her dreams.
After Yun Shuning finished telling the story, he saw that the time was almost up, so he gently closed the book and said goodbye to all the audience with a smile:
"Good night, have a sweet dream."
She packed her things and walked out of her study, but when she turned around, she saw a beam of light pouring out from He Yan's room.
Is he still not asleep now?
She walked to his door hesitantly, looked at the half-open door, and didn't know whether to knock and ask.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the bedroom: "Is that Ningning?"
Yun Shuning stopped wanting to leave and asked softly, "Can I come in?"
"Come in."
She slowly pushed the door open and saw a person sitting on the bed, as if the light could not illuminate him at all.
He sat there, his body relaxed yet with a hint of nobility, and even when he turned his head to look at her, there was a sense of elegance and propriety.
She was stunned for a moment, then she said as if jokingly: "It seems that I overestimated myself."
She took a few steps forward, getting closer to him: "It seems that my voice is of little use to you."
There was remorse in her voice, as well as obvious worry.
"Very useful." He Yan looked at her like this and nodded slightly.
What he said was true. When he heard the voice coming from the phone, he did feel a little sleepy for the first time in a long time.
It's just a slight feeling of sleepiness, and it's very easy to suppress it.
"But..." Yun Shuning looked at him, opened his mouth, and there was a hint of helplessness in his voice.
"I just want to keep hearing your voice." He Yan interrupted her softly, and there seemed to be a strange magic in his voice.
That's why I don't want to fall asleep.
"Then I'll study here and wait until you fall asleep before leaving, okay?" She looked at him with a hint of helplessness in the corners of her eyes, "If you still can't fall asleep, my reputation in this life will be ruined."
Anyway, I have been soft-hearted so many times, it doesn't matter this time.
After she finished saying this, she saw the dark color on He Yan slowly fade away, and a smile appeared in her eyes: "Okay."
Yun Shuning avoided his gaze and reached for the bedside table with ease.
After picking up the book, she looked at him in surprise. When did "A Brief History of Time" become "The Complete Works of Criminal Law"?
She saw the person lying down and began to recite obediently.
He Yan listened to her voice, felt the breath around her, and slowly closed his eyes.
About ten minutes later, Yun Shuning finally raised his head from the book and saw He Yan's sleeping face.
It was at this moment that she noticed his delicate features, sharp eyebrows, high nose bridge, and thin lips.
Because the aura around him was so strong, she always ignored his almost perfect appearance.
In all the time they were together, she seldom looked at him so seriously.
She either lowered her head or looked into his eyes, not daring to make the slightest mistake in her gaze.
It seems that no matter how powerful a person is, the indifference he showed during the day will fade away after he falls asleep.
Yun Shuning looked at his long and thick eyelashes, and unconsciously reached out her hand to try out their length.
When her hand was about to touch He Yan, she suddenly withdrew her hand as if she was awakened.
Fortunately, she didn't disturb the person in the bed.
She looked at the person who was breathing evenly and had fallen into a deep sleep, sighed slowly, and turned off the bedside lamp.
Then she tiptoed out of the bedroom, and before closing the door, she took one last look at him.
Perhaps it was because the night was too beautiful that she couldn't help but indulge in it. She probably would feel better after she woke up tomorrow.
After the door closed, the person lying on the bed opened his eyes silently.
He Yan looked towards the door, a hint of smile in his eyes.
In the bedroom, Yun Shuning's scent still lingered there, gentle and peaceful. He felt her breath and slowly closed his eyes.
The next day, he looked at the empty dining table, a hint of contemplation flashed across his eyes: "Where's Ningning?"
"Miss Yun said she wanted to eat in the bedroom today." The servant spoke quickly.
In the following day, Yun Shuning began to try every possible way to avoid He Yan.
She felt that she still needed to calm down and stop thinking about those unnecessary things.
When she thought about what He Yan might do to her after he recovered his memory, she warned herself fiercely in her heart that she must keep her distance from him, otherwise she might not be able to bear the consequences.
So, today, except for the live broadcast in the morning, she stayed in the bedroom all day, occasionally taking advantage of He Yan working in the study, and then going to play with Xiaobai.
She had to say that she envied Xiaobai's life now. He had a whole room full of cat toys, cat beds and cat climbing frames. But Xiaobai was too stubborn. He just ate and slept every day. He hardly played with those toys. Only when she went to see him would he condescend to move with them.
But there was one thing that touched her very much, that is, no matter how many playmates it had, she was still the most important in its heart.
She had struggled to hide from He Yan for the entire day today, and He Yan seemed to have approved of her behavior as he did not bother her the entire day.
This made her feel relieved, but at the same time, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.
Just like when she quarrels with her friends, she would think: If I don’t come to you, why don’t you come to me?
At night, she looked at the still half-open door of He Yan's bedroom and the familiar light, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Normally, everyone would close the doors and windows of their bedroom before going to bed, let alone someone as calm and meticulous as He Yan.
If it was just one day, she could still say that it might be due to negligence, but for two consecutive days...
He Yan must have done this on purpose to show her. She gritted her teeth and turned around to leave.
However, although he did it on purpose for her to see, his insomnia was real.
Is she really going to just leave like this?
Thinking of this, she wrinkled her nose and realized that He Yan's plan was obvious and he had no intention of hiding it from her.
"Why."
She turned around slowly, making her steps look normal.
She knocked on the door and said calmly, "Sir, do you still need sleep assistance today?"
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, a smiling reply came from the bedroom: "Yes."
It was obvious that all of this was his conspiracy, but she felt only slightly depressed in her heart, as if she had no anger at all.
To her, He Yan seemed really different from other people.
She should have fled, but she couldn't help wanting to get closer.
Walking over to his bed, she sat in that familiar position and glanced at him in what she thought was a ferocious way.
He Yan felt her gaze and his aura unconsciously became gentle: How come this person can't even get angry?
Last night was the best sleep he had had in the past few years. He had no dreams all night.
It was as if he was enveloped by her scent even in his sleep, as if he had already subconsciously determined that this person could not possibly hurt him.
"I'm sorry." He apologized graciously.
"I just want to hear your voice so much." His tone was soft, with a hint of apology.
"It's okay." It must be said that He Yan really understood Yun Shuning. After he spoke, the depression on her face instantly disappeared, and she spoke considerately, "It's only a short while anyway. It's nothing to me."
"Then after that..."
“I come here every day…”
Yun Shuning was halfway through his words when he covered his eyes with the "Encyclopedia of Criminal Law" in his hand to hide the regret that flashed across his mind.
She really was...disgusted with her own broken mouth once a day.
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