This is really tone-deaf!
Others dressed so lightly in the middle of the night, and you pretend not to see when you've seen it. And when they come to you, you actually close the window?
Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun glance at each other, both feeling a mix of laughter and tears.
Hu Sandao, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. Once the window was closed, he turned over and lay down.
But the next moment, he suddenly hesitated.
Could Xiulan be acting this way in the middle of the night for another reason?
Just as the thought crossed his mind, he heard suppressed sobs coming from outside the window.
The sounds seeped into Hu Sandao's ears thread by thread, and he could no longer lie down.
Feeling uncomfortable, he pulled back the bedding and slightly pushed the window open.
Looking outside, he saw Xiulan sobbing, her face full of delicate helplessness.
