"You've not been in good spirits these past two days. Get some rest and I'll wake you when it's almost time," He Teng gently touched his forehead to He Zhilan's cheek. Seeing her in deep thought, he spoke softly, afraid of startling her.
He Zhilan nodded, "I know you have things to take care of, go ahead. Lin Chan will come to take me to the hotel when it's time."
"I'll go with you." He Teng shook his head, unwilling to leave her alone right now.
Seeing this, He Zhilan softly agreed and didn't insist. She knew He Teng was concerned for her.
Seeing He Zhilan had closed her eyes to rest, He Teng did not make any sound to wake her.
Ever since attending Baobei's funeral, He Teng had been worried about He Zhilan. He saw the pained look in her eyes as she looked at Baobei, knowing she was reminded of their child, which made him reluctant to leave her side even for a moment.
