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Yin Tingxue sat outside the door for an unknown amount of time. When Min Ming woke up, she was already there.
She had dozed off briefly, then woke up midway, feeling inexplicably restless. She tossed and turned under the covers for quite a while, but her heart remained uneasy.
When she got up, the bright moon was still shining high. In the small courtyard, her shadow alone cast against the walls, Yin Tingxue inhaled and exhaled, trying to breathe out her unease. But it stuck, weighing heavily on her heart.
When Chen Yi held her in his arms, he often leaned against her shoulder, which was why she preferred sleeping alone. Yet, last night, she wasn't used to not having his presence.
Yin Tingxue didn't sit on the doorstep the whole time. A few times, she returned to the bedroom, attempting to fall asleep, but still couldn't. Helpless, she lit a small lamp and decided to read a book.
Inside the pages were his notes.
