This evening, Shi Nuan didn't have a great appetite, didn't eat much, and went straight upstairs after dinner.
Upstairs, she searched some material online, drank the milk brought by Aunt Hui, and then washed up before lying down.
The time then was around half past nine in the evening.
Song Yansheng still hadn't returned.
Shi Nuan turned off the lights and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering when Song Yansheng would come back.
Or perhaps, at this moment, he was already on his way back.
Just like that, intentionally or unintentionally, she waited until nearly eleven, yet Song Yansheng still hadn't returned.
By then, Shi Nuan was already feeling sleepy.
She trusted Song Yansheng, believing that he must have been delayed by some unexpected matters.
Without thinking much, she fell asleep.
Later, she fell into a fuzzy sleep, and amidst this foggy state, she didn't feel the warmth and presence beside her.
