He pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I'm not, I'm not leaving, don't get me wrong!" Shaoyin hurriedly hugged his arm and explained, "I just can't sleep, just find something to do... I won't leave you, don't be too much. think!"

Zhao Huaiye was silent.

Let her shake, listen to her incoherent explanation, only feel a headache, the pain is unbearable.

They had just worked hard in the middle of the night, and he didn't fall asleep for a long time. Although he didn't know why she still had energy, he was very tired. The body is tired and the brain is also tired.

Government affairs are very exhausting, and coaxing her is not too much. He is exhausted every day. And she was so noisy, he couldn't sleep well at night, and he was extremely tired.

There was a hoarse cry from the depths of the body, and every inch of flesh and blood on the body was screaming exhaustion, from inaudible to sharp and piercing, as if it was right in the ear.

"Go to sleep." He said in a hoarse voice, took her hand, and walked to the bed, not having the energy to pursue this matter.

Shaoyin was gently led by him and returned to the bed.

He didn't pursue it, but was so silent and calm that it seemed to frighten her. Not long after lying down, he started sobbing softly.

The moment Zhao Huaiye's head touched the pillow, the feeling of tiredness surged like a tide, and his consciousness became blurred almost instantly. However, a low sobbing sound suddenly sounded in his ears, like a thunderclap, and he suddenly woke up.

The lack of adequate rest for his body caused him to have a splitting headache, and the continuous low-pitched sobbing in the middle of the night made him even more irritable and angry, and he was about to explode in an instant!

He clenched his fists and closed his eyes tightly.

Not angry, not angry, he said to himself in his heart.

"You don't love me anymore." Accompanied by her low cry, it was her low voice of resentment, "Before I was leaving, you stopped me immediately, wishing you could tie me up. But now, you just said lightly, go to sleep ."

Zhao Huaiye's fist clenched even tighter. What an understatement? ! She knew how upset he was at that moment? !

"You don't love me anymore, do you?" she said resentfully.

Zhao Huaiye closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep.

"I know you haven't slept." Who knows, a faint sigh sounded in his ears.

Zhao Huaiye: "..."

This time I really can't "wake up", otherwise it will be over.

Zhao Huaiye froze and lay flat on the bed, her mind filled with her sigh that seemed to contain a thousand words.

It was obviously a light sigh, but somehow, it fell on his heart, cold, sticky, and very uncomfortable.

Next, Shaoyin didn't speak any more, and didn't cry anymore.

But she tossed and turned, as if she was too depressed to fall asleep, and kept moving, with the bed and quilt making thin noises.

Zhao Huaiye is not the kind of person who can sleep very deeply. He is very alert and will wake up if there is any movement around him. Therefore, whenever his consciousness fell into chaos, he would be pulled back abruptly by small movements.

Repeated several times, he was about to explode!

"Did it disturb you?" Just when he tightened his body and couldn't hold back his anger, he suddenly heard a sentence beside him. Like ice water falling, Zhao Huaiye's anger instantly extinguished by three points.

Yes, he is not "awake", he is still asleep.

Can't speak, can't answer. Otherwise, his image in her heart is that of a bastard who clearly hears her cry and knows she is sad, but doesn't coax her.

Zhao Huaiye tensed his body, did not move, and breathed smoothly and evenly.

A faint sigh: "I'm not moving."

After saying this, she really didn't move.

Lie flat with your hands clasped, resting gracefully on your lower abdomen. Breathe lightly, be quiet, be quiet.

Zhao Huaiye waited for a while, but couldn't stand it anymore, his consciousness was hazy, and he fell into black sweetness again.

However, just when he completely fell into chaos, there was a faint voice in his ear: "You used to hold me to sleep."

Suddenly, he was completely stunned! Zhao Huaiye was so angry that he sat up, panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot, looking at her angrily: "What do you want to—"

He wanted to ask her what was she thinking? She refused to accept the solution he proposed. She wants to have her own child, and he tries his best to satisfy her. But can she stop making trouble? !

However, halfway through the sentence, he was stuck.

In the dim light, tears fell on her white face, and she didn't know when to cry. Or maybe she was crying all the time, just silently, trying not to disturb him.

Zhao Huaiye was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, making him uncomfortable!

Annoyed! feel oppressed! bored!

His face was tense, his chest heaved violently, he suddenly lifted the quilt, lifted the curtain and walked down.

Put on shoes, pick up clothes in a hurry, and walk out while wearing: "I'll go back to Xuanming Hall!"

He didn't even glance at the small escaped baggage spread out on the table.

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"Tsk." Shao Yin let out a sound.

"Tsk." Hui Hui made a sound.

After Zhao Huaiye left, Shaoyin relaxed, spread out his hands and feet, let out a pleasant hum, and fell asleep comfortably.

After walking through the silent palace road, walking through the darkness for a quarter of an hour, Zhao Huaiye hurriedly returned to Xuanming Hall, but his condition was not very good.

He left that gloomy, depressing, and depressing place, but when he returned to the quiet Xuanming Hall and lay on the spacious dragon bed, he couldn't sleep.

Xuanming Hall was very quiet, so quiet that it was almost icy cold, with no temperature at all. His heart was empty, and loneliness and loneliness surged up, engulfing his whole being.

In the past, when he thought of A Xiao, warmth would surge in his heart, dispelling the coldness brought by loneliness and loneliness. But now, thinking of A Xiao, he only feels tired.

Even, he didn't want to think of her at all.

I don't know since when, when he thinks of Axiao again, he no longer has a sense of warmth, tranquility, and nostalgia.