Shen Xiao leaned back against the couch, his dark eyes fixed on the ceiling as moonlight illuminated the hard lines of his face.
And for the first time in his life, he didn't know what to do.
Across the room, Yueyao lay curled up tightly under the duvet, her tear-filled eyes staring blankly at the velvet headboard.
She didn't know what tomorrow would bring.
But for tonight… at least she could sleep without his touch, even though she knew she couldn't fall asleep...
The room remained silent through the long, suffocating night.
Shen Xiao sat on the couch with his elbows resting on his knees, his fingers interlaced in front of his face as he stared at the dark marble floor.
He couldn't sleep.
Every time he closed his eyes, he saw her hollow, empty gaze staring back at him, her broken laughter echoing inside his skull like a curse.
