As soon as she opened her eyes, she was met with a pair of bright black eyes.
The owner of the eyes saw that she was awake, got up and walked away.
Moran propped up his body, feeling a little embarrassed.
How long did the man stare at her?
The man did not leave. He came back with a bowl of porridge and placed it on the small table next to the bed. Then he went upstairs without saying a word and left completely.
Moran looked at the porridge. Is it for her?
She was a little hungry and really wanted to eat something.
Moran took the bowl and took a bite of the porridge. He found that it tasted very good, with the sweet aroma of rice.
Moran quickly ate a bowl and felt much more energetic.
Her cold was almost gone, and she no longer had to rely on his car.
Moran got out of bed, went to wash the bowl, and was about to go out.
But as the car was driving on the road, she opened the curtains and found that it was already dark outside.
Moreover, they have passed through the forest and are driving on the road.
It's definitely not possible to get off the car at this time.
Moran sat back on the bed, wondering if she would sleep here tonight?
The man upstairs didn't seem to have any ill intentions and even made porridge for her to eat. He probably didn't mind her staying here for one night.
But how could he be so kind?
He doesn't give people the impression of being a nosy, kind-hearted person.
Moran really couldn't figure out why he was so kind to her...
Maybe he treats her well because he sees her as Asian too?
Molan sat on the bed and thought wildly. Time gradually passed. Before she knew it, she had been sitting for more than an hour.
After yawning, Moran felt a little sleepy, so he wrapped himself in the quilt and lay down again.
The most comfortable way to sleep is in bed, which is better than having to make do with sleeping in the car.
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Moran slept very comfortably and had almost no dreams.
But when she was sleeping soundly, she vaguely heard the sound of someone talking.
"Master... they are going to set up a tent outside and want to come and see her..."
"Tell them she's asleep."
"OK."
Moran frowned slightly, why did that person's voice sound so familiar?
She opened her eyes and found that she was alone in the car.
She clearly heard someone talking just now.
Moran stood up doubtfully and tentatively walked upstairs.
There is a light on upstairs, the light is very soft.
Moran walked gently on the stairs, but still made a little noise.
She simply walked up generously, and as soon as she walked up, she met the man's deep eyes.
He was leaning against the head of the bed, covered with a blanket, reading a book.
When he saw Moran, he showed no expression.
Moran also stared at him. After a moment of silence, she said, "Excuse me, can I know your name?"
The man just stared at her and said nothing.
"I want to thank you, but I don't know your name."
"..." The man still didn't answer.
Does he disdain to speak, or does he not know how to speak?
Moran looked around and found a bottle of medicine on the bedside table. She had very good eyesight and could see the name of the medicine at a glance.
It's an analgesic and anti-inflammatory medicine.
Moran's eyes flashed slightly: "Are you injured?"
"..." The man looked away and continued reading, not responding to her at all.
Moran stared at him again, his suspicion growing stronger.
She stepped forward boldly, staring at his slender fingers...
She didn't know how long she had been staring at, but the man raised his head and looked at her a little displeased.
If Moran was polite, he would have known to leave immediately and not disturb him.
Moran looked directly into his eyes: "Qi Ruigang, it's you."