She thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but eventually, listening to the rising and falling sounds,
she unconsciously felt at ease. Not only did she quickly fall asleep, but she also slept more deeply than usual.
Yun Qiqi was entirely unaware that after she fell asleep, across the phone, someone held the phone like that, listening to her breathing all night.
Unwilling to hang up, and also unwilling to fall asleep.
The next day when she woke up, her phone was already dead and turned off.
Staring at the black screen, the young girl sat on the edge of the bed, gradually recalling everything from the night before.
The man's low, hoarse voice, and in it, the overwhelming emotions that couldn't be hidden, as if they wished to engulf her.
She was slightly stunned, a complex emotion flashed across her eyes.
Her fingertips brushed across the phone's screen.
After a while, she stood up and took the phone to charge.
