It was completely silent. It was only February, and not even the chirping of insects could be heard.
On the drive back, his thoughts were a bit complicated.
Actually, Professor Yin's current lifestyle is not incomprehensible.
It is said that after parents pass away, life is only about returning home.
People at this age are already on the road to the end. They've left their parents and their lovers, and naturally, there's no one around who is wholeheartedly devoted to them.
Put yourself in his shoes; if the same situation were applied to him, he would only be more reclusive than Old Master Yin.
After all, she had already been molded into her shape by some silly girl.
Chen Lu quickly shook his head, not daring to think any further.
Why cut yourself when you have nothing better to do?
Thinking about all this, Chen Lu had already reached the entrance of the building when he suddenly had an idea. He looked up and gazed at the building in front of him.
Logically, all the lights in every household should be off at this time.
But one house still had its light on, and that window stood there all alone, looking particularly lonely in the pitch-black surroundings.
Looking closer, this seems to be his home.
That silly boy isn't asleep yet, is he?
It's already 4 a.m.
Chen Lu muttered to himself, then quickly slipped home like a thief, trying not to make a sound even when opening the door, for fear of waking Liang Zhirou.
When I entered the house, it was completely dark.
Chen Lu stood in the entryway, stunned for a moment, as if a question mark had popped up above his head.
Did I misread it?
He casually tossed his coat onto the sofa and tiptoed into the bedroom.
The bedroom was dimly lit, but you could vaguely see that the girl was lying on her side on the bed, curled up under the covers, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.
"I'm back," he said, deliberately in a low voice.
Liang Zhirou remained lying on her side, unresponsive.
Chen Lu deliberately mischievously placed his hand on the girl's waist, vaguely feeling that the girl's delicate body seemed to tremble slightly, but upon closer inspection, it had already returned to its even undulation.
"Stop pretending, I know you're not asleep."
Liang Zhirou's eyelids twitched, but she still didn't react.
The girl quietly bit her tongue, her thoughts a jumble of complicated emotions.
Oh, don't ask anymore.
It's so late, and if I chat with you, it will take you a long time before you can go to sleep.
Go to sleep, go to sleep, stop talking, I can't keep up the act any longer...
Seeing this, Chen Lu curled the corners of his mouth, changed his clothes, and then crawled into the quilt, hugging the girl tightly.
Goodnight, my wife.
He said softly.
Chen Lu knew perfectly well why Liang Zhirou was pretending to be asleep.
But he understood even better why this simpleton had managed to hold on until now despite never having stayed up all night before.
Chen Lu hadn't closed his eyes in the hospital, and coupled with his chronic sleep deprivation, he was now extremely tired.
He wanted to see how long Liang Zhirou could hold on, but unexpectedly, he fell asleep first.
Feeling the man behind her gradually even out his breathing, Liang Zhirou suddenly opened her eyes, took two deep breaths, and covered her chest with her hand, her heart pounding uncontrollably.
What are you shouting about in the middle of the night...?
Was he calling out secretly, or did he know she was pretending to be asleep?
The girl couldn't understand it; after all, given Chen Lu's temperament, this was entirely possible.
After a long while, Liang Zhirou held Chen Lu's icy hands in her palms until they were completely warm before gradually falling asleep.
At 4:36 a.m., not a single light was on in this old building.
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