"Still not asleep?" The sudden voice startled Murong Ge.
She turned around and saw a tall black figure.
The room was pitch dark, and she had already blown out the candle. Murong Ge recognized the voice and quickly wiped away her tears before retreating back into the quilt.
Fortunately, the candles in the room were extinguished, so he couldn't see the tears on her face.
Shen Junyi opened the bed curtain and saw her quickly retracting her head into the quilt. He didn't pay much attention. He took off his coat and lay down in it.
He stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms, but she didn't refuse, and she didn't react in any way. Her body was as stiff as a piece of wood, and even so cold that it chilled his heart.
Faintly feeling that something was wrong with her, he frowned: "What's wrong?"
Murong Ge said nothing, her heart was very cold, very cold. Even though she was held by him, her body was indeed colder than usual.
He seemed to feel her coldness and hugged her tighter.
Her body did not warm up, but became colder.
He didn't know how long it took, but he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Is it because of what happened last night?"
"..." Murong Ge remembered what he said last night again and twitched the corner of his mouth coldly.
No matter what he said, she didn't respond, like a piece of wood! Shen Junyi said several words, but he couldn't get her to talk. In the end, he had no choice but to hold her tighter and try to warm her cold body.