I looked at Jing Yuan, seeing that he was still sitting there, with no intention of lying down.
For some reason, a strange feeling welled up inside me—was it unhappiness?
I felt slightly unhappy, my voice tinged with annoyance that I didn't even realize I was making:
"You can sleep with me. My bed is big… besides, I'm not going to eat you, why are you avoiding me so much?"
After saying that, I turned my face away, no longer looking at him.
Silence behind me.
No reply.
It's just… I don't know if it was my imagination, but the atmosphere in the room suddenly felt a little heavy.
I didn't bother to pay attention anymore.
Not long after, I gradually drifted off to sleep.
That night, when everything was quiet, Jing Yuan still sat on the edge of the bed.
He looked at the sleeping person in front of him.
His eyes no longer held the tenderness from before, nor were they as cold as usual.
They were… very deep.
He seemed lost in thought.
After a long while, he finally got up and left the room.
No one knew what Jing Yuan was planning...
The next morning, as the early morning light shone on my face, I slowly woke up, rubbed my eyes, and looked around the room. My gaze stopped at the chair not far from where he had sat yesterday, but now it was gone. I wondered to myself, "Didn't Jing Yuan wake me up today?"
For some reason, I paused for a moment.
I went outside, walked through several corridors in the mansion, and tried to find him.
But I couldn't find him.
I asked the servants, but they just shook their heads, saying they didn't know.
I stood still for a moment, then softly murmured "hmm," without asking any further questions.
It's just… my steps back to my room were a little slower.
With nothing to do, I lay stretched out on the bed, scrolling through my phone.
An article appeared before my eyes.
"How do you know if you're interested in someone?"
I was about to scroll past, but for some reason I stopped.
I clicked on it.
Inside, it said a lot of things like unconsciously paying attention to the other person, noticing their emotions, sometimes changing moods because of a small word or action…
I read half of it and then turned it off.
I threw the phone aside.
"…nonsense."
I muttered.
But for some reason, a person flashed through my mind.
That afternoon, Jing Yuan returned.
In his hand was a box of pastries.
He pushed open the door to the room.
No one was inside.
On the table was only a small piece of paper:
"I'm going out for a while, I'll be back tonight."
His eyes lingered on the words for a few seconds.
Then quickly moved away.
He placed the box of pastries on the table, without opening it.
Evening.
I returned home with two teddy bears.
My mood was quite good.
As I walked past the room, I noticed the lights were still on, and I paused for a moment.
Then I reached out and opened the door.
Kình Uyên was inside.
He was standing next to the table, his back to me.
Hearing the sound, he turned around.
His gaze swept over me, lingered for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.
"You're back?"
His voice was calm, devoid of emotion.
For some reason, I felt a little… uneasy.
I stepped inside, holding up the teddy bear, and smiled:
"I bought this. Can I have one for you?"
Kình Uyên glanced at it.
He neither refused nor accepted it.
He simply said:
"Young master, did you have fun outside?"
I paused for a moment.
The question was perfectly normal.
But for some reason, it made me feel… something was off.
"…it was alright."
I answered casually. The atmosphere between us suddenly became quiet.
I stood there, suddenly not knowing what to say next.
I also didn't understand why… I felt the urge to explain something, even though I didn't know what I wanted to explain.