I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 69: I Go to Sleep in the Second Bedroom (1)_1

Chapter 69: Chapter 69: I Go to Sleep in the Second Bedroom (1)_1

He suddenly became eerily still, as if struck by a magic spell.

After a while, as if he understood something, he moved his fingertips along her cheek, finding her face wet with tears.

Feeling a jolt through his body, he instantly gripped her arm, turned her over, and positioned her to face him.

In the dim yellow bedroom light, he clearly saw the tears streaming down her face. Her wet eyelashes quivered incessantly, and her eyes reddened as she gazed at him. The tears welled in her eyes, nearly spilling over, but she bravely held them back.

The sight of her in this condition stung his eyes, causing an uncontrollable pang in his heart.

He didn’t understand what was wrong with him; he felt unknowingly panicked. It was an emotion he had never experienced before.

Staring blankly at her for a while, he barely managed to utter, "You..."

He only said one word, and she snapped back to reality. She glanced at him with her tear-soaked eyes, quickly pulled away from his grasp, grabbed her clothes and her pillow, and silently headed towards the door.

She hadn’t taken more than a few steps before he grabbed her wrist again.

Recalling the recent scene, her body involuntarily shuddered, and she instinctively tried to pull back.

Noticing her recoil, he paused, then looked down at the pillow she was gripping tightly. After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, gazed at her head for a bit, and then said, "I’m going to sleep in the other room."

Saying that, he released her wrist and tidied his pajamas hurriedly before leaving the bedroom.

After closing the bedroom door, Han Jingnian stood by the door, staring at his own palm — the one he had used to cover her mouth — for some time, before finally heading to the other room.

Once he lay in bed and closed his eyes, the image of her tear-streaked face surfaced in his mind. He furrowed his brows, tossed and turned, unable to get rid of her image. Unable to sleep, he opened his eyes and stared out the window, only to see her teary eyes flit before him once again...

He pursed his lips, sat up, and switched on the TV.

His usual channel, the financial news — all information valuable to him. But even as he stared at the screen, his mind wandered far away.

It was nearly three in the morning. Was she still crying?

The more Han Jingnian thought about it, the more restless he grew. He got out of bed, paced around the bedroom a few times, then ended up irresistibly drawn towards the door once more.

He stared at the closed master bedroom door, raising his hand several times to knock, only to withdraw it each time before it touched the door.

After hesitating for a while, he went to the kitchen, took a bottle of Yakult from the fridge, and returned to the master bedroom door. Gently pushing it open, he stepped inside.

The master bedroom was quiet. Among the vast expanse of the bed, she occupied only a small corner.

He walked over to her, offering the Yakult, "Do you want a drink..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he shut his mouth. She had already fallen asleep.

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