Shen Qingyue nodded slightly and agreed with Jiang Mingyuan's suggestion. Although she still looked a little tired, there was a sense of stability in her eyes.

The two of them walked to the bedroom together. In the room, soft lighting creates a warm and quiet atmosphere.

Jiang Mingyuan first checked whether the window was closed, and then gently closed the curtains to ensure the safety of the room.

Shen Qingyue sat beside the bed, her movements gentle, letting her hair fall gently.

Jiang Mingyuan was on the other side making the bed to make sure everything was tidy and comfortable.

Jiang Mingyuan turned to Shen Qingyue and asked softly: "Do you need me to do anything?"

Shen Qingyue shook her head and replied with a smile: "No, thank you, Mingyuan. You have helped me a lot."

Jiang Mingyuan nodded to express his understanding. He turned off the main light, leaving only the small table lamp beside the bed, creating a softer light environment.

Jiang Mingyuan was lying on the bed, breathing steadily, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

He had a relaxed expression on his face and seemed completely relaxed.

Beside him, Shen Qingyue tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She looked at the ceiling quietly, her heart filled with chaotic thoughts.

Although her body felt tired, her brain was constantly working, replaying the events of the day.

Shen Qingyue turned over gently, trying not to make any noise so as not to disturb Jiang Mingyuan's rest.

Her eyes fell on Jiang Mingyuan's quiet face, and a trace of dependence surged in her heart.

Shen Qingyue knew that Jiang Mingyuan's existence gave her great comfort, but she didn't want her uneasiness to affect his rest.

She gently pulled the quilt closer, trying to find some sense of security. But the thoughts in my heart are still flowing like a tide.

Shen Qingyue's breathing gradually became a little rapid. She closed her eyes and tried her best to calm the fluctuations in her heart.

Time passed bit by bit, and the room was filled with a quiet atmosphere.

However, Shen Qingyue's heart was like an ocean in a storm, with turbulent waves.

Suddenly, Jiang Mingyuan gently hugged Shen Qingyue from behind. This unexpected move made her feel a little frightened.

Shen Qingyue's body froze, and she was instantly awakened from her deep thoughts. Her heartbeat accelerated, and she turned to look at Jiang Mingyuan, her eyes full of surprise.

"Sorry, I scared you." Jiang Mingyuan's voice was gentle and low, revealing a hint of apology.

Shen Qingyue slowly relaxed and sighed softly. Looking back, her voice was trembling: "It's okay, I'm just a little surprised."

Jiang Mingyuan's arms were still around her waist, and his embrace was warm and thick. Shen Qingyue gradually calmed down in his arms.

"Are you not asleep yet?" Jiang Mingyuan asked in a low voice, his voice full of concern.

Shen Qingyue shook her head and said in a low voice, "I'm thinking about something and my mind is a little confused."

Jiang Mingyuan gently stroked Shen Qingyue's back, trying to bring her some comfort: "Want to talk to me? Maybe it can make you feel better."

Shen Qingyue leaned gently on Jiang Mingyuan's chest. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sense of security.

In Jiang Mingyuan's arms, Shen Qingyue felt more at ease than ever before.

Her uneasiness was gradually replaced by this sense of security. As time passed, Shen Qingyue's breathing became steady and deep, and she slowly fell asleep without knowing it.

Jiang Mingyuan felt the relaxation of Shen Qingyue's body and her even breathing, and realized that she had fallen asleep.

He gently adjusted his posture so that Shen Qingyue could lie more comfortably. His arms were still gently wrapped around her, providing a sense of security.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at Shen Qingyue's sleeping face quietly, with a smile on his face.

He knew that although Shen Qingyue was usually strong and independent, at this time, she also needed to rely on.

He whispered softly. Although he knew that Shen Qingyue had fallen asleep, he still said gently: "Qingyue, no matter how difficult it is, you are not alone. I will always be here to accompany you."

Jiang Mingyuan's voice was almost a whisper, almost silent, but full of affection. His eyes revealed a promise to stick to.

After a while, Jiang Mingyuan felt that his eyelids began to feel heavy.

He closed his eyes gently and gradually relaxed his body. In this peaceful atmosphere, he quickly fell asleep.

The entire room is immersed in soft light and tranquil night.

The two lay quietly, falling into a sweet dream accompanied by each other's breathing and heartbeat.

The outside world is still noisy, but in this small space, they have their own peace.

On this night, all worries seemed to be driven away by this intimacy.

The next morning, the sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains and gently fell on Shen Qingyue's face.

She slowly opened her eyes, feeling the long-lost comfort. In Jiang Mingyuan's arms, she spent a peaceful night. This was the best night of sleep she had had in a long time.

Shen Qingyue stared at the clock on the wall and realized that the time was already past eight o'clock.

A feeling of nervousness suddenly surged into her heart, and she remembered that she had not sent Dongdong to school in the morning.

"Oh my God, it's already so late!" She blamed secretly in her heart, feeling a little anxious.

Shen Qingyue was about to get up, but when she turned her body, she suddenly realized that Jiang Mingyuan's arms were still around her, and his palm was under her head, becoming a soft pillow.

She stopped moving temporarily and her eyes fell on Jiang Mingyuan's quiet face. He still had a relaxed expression on his face, breathing evenly, and he was obviously still immersed in a deep sleep.

A warm current surged in Shen Qingyue's heart. Seeing him sleeping so peacefully, she couldn't bear to disturb his peace.

At the moment Shen Qingyue stared, Jiang Mingyuan's eyes slowly opened, and he took a deep breath, seeming to wake up from a deep dream.

His eyes gradually focused, and when he realized that Shen Qingyue was looking at him, a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Good morning, Qingyue." Jiang Mingyuan's voice was soft.

Shen Qingyue's voice trembled slightly and she asked with concern: "Is your hand okay? It's been pressed by me."

Jiang Mingyuan shook his arms gently, trying to relieve the numbness he felt all night.

Although his arms were a little stiff, he still showed a gentle attitude of caring about Shen Qingyue.

"It's okay, Qingyue, it's just a little numb." Jiang Mingyuan's voice was low, and his eyes were full of love.

A trace of apology appeared on Shen Qingyue's face: "I'm sorry, Mingyuan."

Jiang Mingyuan looked at Shen Qingyue's apologetic eyes and shook his head slightly, with confusion in his eyes: "Why are you apologizing?"

Shen Qingyue looked slightly embarrassed, her eyes wandering, as if looking for the right words.

Her voice was thin: "I...I don't know, I just feel like I want to apologize." (End of Chapter)

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