Ye Jiaqi's back was a little thin and desolate under the light, and her long hair was draped behind her, making her look thinner.

She turned off the lights and got back into the bed.

Qiao Sinian hugged her from behind and kissed her on the neck: "What's wrong? Are you worried?"

"No, go to bed, I'm so sleepy."

"You didn't get up at night before and you didn't fall asleep?"

Ye Jiaqi lamented that she could not hide her every move from Qiao Sinian, and she had never been able to fall asleep: "I have nothing to worry about, I just have a little insomnia."

"You said on the surface that you don't care about the so-called rumors, but you still care more or less in your heart, right?"

"No, I don't care." Ye Jiaqi really doesn't care.

"Don't lie to me, otherwise, nothing can affect your mood." Qiao Sinian's voice was low, "What can I tell the truth to me? Or do you think it's not worth telling the truth to me?"

"What I told you is the truth. I don't care about those rumors. You, Qiao Sinian, have so many rumors. If I care about each of them, I will not be able to live a life?" Ye Jiaqi was probably a little angry and his voice became louder.

"Don't deceive yourself. It's just about caring, but I've explained to you that those are all fictitious things."

"I said I don't care, don't you understand?"

"You!" Qiao Sinian didn't know where she got angry, and his head was still a little hurt. "Down in the middle of the night, go to bed, I'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Ye Jiaqi stopped talking.

Qiao Sinian hugged her, she pushed her away, holding the quilt with her back to him.

She really doesn't care about rumors.

This trouble made Qiao Sinian no longer sleepy. In the darkness, he turned his back, and the two of them turned their backs, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

But he thought that it would be better to have a sleep, and people would easily think about it when it was late at night.

...

The next day, Ye Jiaqi didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already past eight in the morning.

She woke up in shock, glanced at her phone and muttered: "Oh no, I'm going to be late, why didn't the alarm clock ring in my phone?"

"I pressed."

Ye Jiaqi had a meal, and then he realized that Qiao Sinian had not gone to the group either.

He lay flat on the bed, his hands resting under his head, and his eyes were filled with a dull luster without any storm.

Ye Jiaqi then put down his cell phone dejectedly and sat on the bed without speaking for a long time.

The weather in Beijing is very good, the sun shines through the thick curtains, the ground has a light luster, and the wooden boards are also shining.

For a moment, the bedroom was very quiet, and the two of them kept their respective positions, and neither of them moved.

"Why didn't you go to the group?" After all, Ye Jiaqi spoke first, his voice faintly.

"Nothing is more important than what happened between us. Although I was drunk last night, I remember everything I said."

Ye Jiaqi grabbed the quilt in his hand: "What's the matter?"

She remembers, too.

"Talk." Qiao Sinian was very calm and looked at the crystal lamp on the ceiling. "I don't know why you are emotional without drinking. If you are dissatisfied with what I say and do, you can tell me. I don't want you to be emotional. Let me guess that's the trick between young couples. I think we are not suitable."
Chapter completed!