The bedroom at midnight was quietly recording the breathing sounds of the two people, until the sudden ringing of the phone interrupted this beautiful peace.
"Hello? Hello?" Wu Xie curled up in the quilt, pressed one hand under Zhang Qiling's waist, stretched out the other hand to pick up the phone, and asked the other party in a daze, but there was no sound from there, only the sound of quiet breathing.
"Who the hell am I not letting people sleep in the middle of the night? What's wrong with you..." Wu Xie cursed very skillfully while half asleep and half awake, but the other person suddenly sighed and said faintly: "It's me."
Wu Xie's cursing didn't stop immediately after saying "It's me". After a few seconds, he suddenly got choked in his throat. He took a small breath and remained silent.
"It's me." The person over there didn't say anything else. He just repeated this sentence, as if Wu Xie would understand it as long as he did this. He was right. He already understood it at that moment. He was just digesting and accepting it.
"Wu Xie, I'm back. I'll go back to see you. Good night." The voice of the person over there was still soft and soft, and then he hung up the phone. It took Wu Xie a long time to come back to his senses after being amidst the long busy tone. He subconsciously looked sideways, and with the faint light of his mobile phone, he saw that Zhang Qiling was still sleeping deeply, so he also lay down with a complicated mood.
But he didn't see that the moment he lay down, his eyelashes opened and trembled slightly. . .