God knows how much he missed her, how much he wanted to hold her in his arms and sleep happily.

However, what happened yesterday had actually caused him to have nightmares at night! Who knows if he'll have nightmares tonight?

The nightmare not only made him miserable, but it also affected her sleep.

Yesterday he had stayed downstairs and noticed that the light in her room had been on for a long time before it went out.

That meant that she was also troubled by him.

However, this was not what he wanted to give her.

He wanted to give her complete happiness and happiness, without the slightest bit of pain.

Another thing was that in front of her, he wanted to proudly maintain the strength of a man, because only then would he be able to keep her as strong as he was.

"Don't move! It's hurting! " She frowned and knocked his hand away.

"I was too rude yesterday, sorry." Remembering that he seemed to have done something to her yesterday, he could not help but feel extremely guilty.

"Sigh!" It's all right. My body's recovery rate is not bad! It's fine now! I'm leaving! " She didn't want to remind him of yesterday, so she waved him off quickly and went back into the room, locking the door behind her.

After a casual wash, she went to bed and took out the pill from her bag.

In the end, he clenched his teeth and stuffed it into his pajamas pocket.

Then he sat on the bed and read a book. At ten-thirty, he got off the bed and quietly opened the door to peek outside.

It was dark outside and quiet. It seemed that everyone had gone back to their rooms to rest.

She tiptoed down the stairs, got a bottle of red wine and two glasses from the bar, and went back upstairs.

When she reached the door of his room, she raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door.

When no one answered, she couldn't help but look into the next room.

Would they talk together?

Thinking this way, he decided to return to his room.

But in the end, with a little bit of hope, she still reached out and gently pushed the door.

The door opened.

The room was brightly lit, and he lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Sigh! So tired?

He was so tired that he forgot to cover himself with the blanket. He didn't even have the strength to turn off the lights?

With a soft sigh, she gently placed the wine and the glass on the desk and reached over to pull up the quilt to cover him.

When he accidentally touched his face, he could not help but withdraw his hand in shock.

He raised his hand and examined it under the light. It was actually wet!

He was dreaming again! Tears came again!

What kind of cruel past had made such a proud and cold man cry over and over again?

Seeing him so tall and strong, yet filled with tears of vulnerability, her heart went limp.

I can't let him suffer in his dreams!

She sat down beside him, pushed him with all her might and shouted, "Nie Yiyun! Wake up! Don't sleep anymore! Do you hear me! "

Nie Yiyun suddenly opened his eyes. His pair of crimson eyes stared blankly at her for a long time before suddenly turning around and sitting up. He said in a low voice, "Sorry." I didn't mean to sleep in your room. I'll leave immediately! "

Then he got out of bed and put on his slippers.

Anxious, she threw her arms around him and said hurriedly, "Don't panic! Don't be afraid. Look carefully, this is your room. "You did not go wrong!"

"Uh. Then why did you come? " He was already completely awake, and his tears had already been wiped clean without a sound. He had returned to his former indifference and calmness.