When she got home, she took a shower in her room, then nestled in bed to watch some anime and checked some thesis materials online.
Then, unable to resist, she opened the door and went to Yan Yan's room next door.
The man's room was still as cold and minimalist in its decor as ever. During the day, Wang Ma had tidied up once, making it especially clean and tidy.
And it seemed particularly empty.
Yun Qiluo rolled on his big bed, burying her head deeply in the pillow he usually used.
She lay there with her eyes closed for a while but still couldn't fall asleep.
She finally realized, belatedly, that the beautiful man was away on a business trip, so for the next few nights, no one would be there to lull her to sleep.
She'd have to sleep alone in such a big bed, with no one to hold her, and no warm, fragrant embrace to snuggle into.
Unable to sleep, she simply turned over, reached for her phone on the bedside table, and opened WeChat.
