Chu Xinian nodded slightly.
Supporting Qin Yiren to lie down slowly, he gently shook the rose petals off the blanket and covered her with it softly, "I will handle it, you need to rest."
Qin Yiren looked at him and smiled faintly, nodding silently.
Due to an unspoken agreement, neither of them mentioned Liu Liang and that unbearable night.
But…
Even if they are unbearable memories, they still need a conclusion.
Qin Yiren closed her eyes, Chu Xinian's presence became even more intense, making her unable to sleep for a long time.
Looking down at her gently trembling eyelashes, Chu Xinian lay side by side with her, separated by a soft blanket, suppressing the urge to hold her in his arms: "Yi Ren, what are you thinking about?"
Qin Yiren took a deep breath and opened her eyes to look at him, "I... feel like crying."
