She retracted her gaze and stared at the empty space by the bedside, unable to deny a certain fact.
Having gotten used to the little one sleeping beside her, now that he's not there, everything feels off.
It's like sleeping with a body pillow every night and suddenly one night without it, insomnia follows and needs time to adapt.
Indeed, habits are truly terrifying.
Gu Jin lay back down on the bed, closed her eyes, even though she wasn't sleepy, she needed to get used to being alone in a room.
Actually, it's not just her who isn't used to it.
In another bedroom, An Mingji hadn't gone to bed at all.
He changed into thin home clothes and stood by the window, arms crossed, motionless.
Were it not for his long eyelashes still trembling, one might think he was a sculpture.
In an unfamiliar environment, without Gu Jin by his side, An Mingji also felt a void in his heart.
He really wanted to hug a pillow and knock on the door of the other room.
But that's unrealistic.
