Standing in front of the window, I am used to opening half of the window. The winter wind at night is very cold.
The wind was a bit strong, lifting the tassel curtains and messing up my long hair. The thin pajamas could not withstand the strong chill, which made me tremble slightly.
Outside the window, there is a hazy black sky. The winter night sky is clean and clear. The stars in the sky are shining with cold light. The moonlight is very shallow, making this night intoxicated in confusion.
Why are there gray clouds during the day but are washed away at night? Why are there so many?
I pulled back the curtains and decided to sleep with the windows closed tonight. I didn’t believe what would happen if I broke my own habits.
I lay down on the bed, turned off the light, and hugged myself in the bed. My feet were so cold that they hurt.
I've been like this since I was a child. When winter comes, I'm most afraid of cold feet.
I can't sleep in this warm bed
Have I really grown up? Why am I so troubled? Hiding in bed, I opened my eyes wide and tried to see something in this blackness, but I couldn’t see anything.
Holding Ah Li, I actually feel unaccustomed to it. It seems that I miss Yan Yeyi’s body temperature, that comfortable body temperature.
How could this happen? Aren’t I very taboo about things between men and women?
Why am I thinking about him and Yan Yeyi? There are only two walls and a few meters away...
The fingertips traced her lips, the lips kissed by him, and the body embraced by him as she fell asleep.
He even touched my body... It was such a subtle feeling, my mind was in chaos
It's twelve o'clock, it's late at night, it's quiet, and the world outside, which is more than ten degrees Celsius, is also asleep.
Closing my eyes, I tried to drive those strange thoughts out of my brain...
"Dong..."
In the blur of sleep, a knock on the door floated into my eardrums. I don’t know why, but with a simple knock on the door, I jumped out of bed and rushed to the door.
Strange, is there really someone knocking on the door? Could it be that I am too sensitive?
After hesitating for a moment, I opened the door.
Outside the door, there was Yan Yeyi's figure in a white nightgown. He stood there expressionlessly, looking at me quietly, without speaking, and seemed to be holding something in his hand.
"You? Sleepwalking?" What is he doing, sleepwalking? Why does it feel like a midnight terror? That expression is really scarier than a ghost.