Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

"What did Xiao Ruilang tell you?" Ji Shiting hugged her and suddenly asked lowly.

Ye Shengge closed her eyes and was powerless, but after hearing the man's question, she still got up and replied: "He said he had seen me before... and said, he would like to thank me."

Ji Shiting's eyes were terrible.

Xiao Ruilang's arrogant temperament was impossible to intersect with the innocent and simple Ye Shengge, and even less grateful to her.

Unless... really as Gu Yimo guessed.

Did Xiao Ruilang also guess something, so she would find a chance to give her medicine?

"Well." After a while, he tapped her sweaty long hair with a hoarse voice, "I know, go to sleep."

Ye Shengge blinked, the bitterness in his heart was more intense.

It's really different. If it had been before, he would definitely overbear her and make her disallow Xiao Ruilang.

She would rather he still like before, even if his domineering and unreasonable made her suffer a lot, but at least... let her have the illusion that she is important to him.

Ye Shengge suddenly felt unprecedentedly tired. She closed her eyes and did not speak anymore. She looked like she was asleep.

Ji Shiting looked at her quiet sleep, and her dark eyes glanced at the complex and illegible thoughts.

Since she didn't remember everything that happened before the age of nine, then... I hope she is lucky enough to never think of it.

...

In the middle of the night, Ji Shiting suddenly woke up.

His vigilance has always been high, even in his sleep, as long as the outside movement is slightly larger, he will wake up immediately. But today, his awakening seems to have no reason.

The room was silent, the only thing wrong...

His arms were empty, his hands stretched aside, and the bed beside him was empty.

Ji Shiting's heart sank fiercely. He rolled over and sat up, turning on the light with a snap.

The woman stood in front of the window with his back to him, wearing a nightgown, and the whole person was extremely slim and thin.

Ji Shiting suddenly had a strange hunch.

He got out of bed, picked up his nightgown and put it on, then spoke lowly: "Sheng Song."

The sound was also reduced to the extreme.

After a while, the woman finally turned around, the expression on her face looked strangely strange.

"Who are you?" Her tone was soft and innocent, like a little girl ignorant of the world, but the pair of eyes that were always bright and bright had a little more evil than they could say.

The hunch came true, but Ji Shiting calmed down instead.

"I am her husband." Ji Shiting said, staring at her eyes.

"She." The woman chewed the word, "You are smart, knowing that I am different from her."

With that, she licked her lips, showing a confused smile, "I seem to...sleep for a long, long time."

"Yes." Ji Shiting walked slowly towards her. "So, you can continue to sleep."

"But she needs me." Her voice was soft, but her tone was full of reason.

"No, she has me now." Ji Shiting said, "She doesn't need you anymore."

"If she doesn't need me, I won't come out." The woman said, "Every time she is afraid, guilty, and sad, I will come out."

Fear, guilt, and sadness.

Ji Shiting remembered the paleness and resistance of the woman's face before going to bed, and suddenly clenched her fist.

What did he ignore?

"It's not that she needs you, but you are using her." Ji Shiting said in a deep voice, "You will scare her."