The two of them stared at each other.
They looked at each other for quite a while.
Then, Song Yujing slowly closed his eyes.
He fell asleep.
It was as if the sentence he just said was something said in a dream.
About an hour passed.
Song Yujing woke up.
Expressionless, he looked cold and indifferent.
He sat up.
Su Yan also sat up and spoke.
"You're awake."
Her voice was still a bit hoarse.
But it was hardly noticeable now.
The wound on her neck had almost healed.
It left a scar.
Song Yujing got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom.
Su Yan's attention was always on him.
Until after breakfast, when she saw he hadn't mentioned anything.
Was he just groggy with sleep?
Su Yan thought.
She took a bite of bread.
Beside her, Xiao Hua was swinging her little legs.
"Yanyan, Yanyan, I want jam."
The childish voice rang out.
Song Yujing lifted his eyelids.
His long hand grabbed the jar of peanut butter and handed it to Xiao Hua.
