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There was no problem that food could not solve.

Shen Qianshu transferred the food on the takeout boxes into plates and took the soup out. She had a strong taste for food while he liked things to be bland. Almost all the food that she picked were his favorites. On the dining table, it was really silent, and nobody spoke. There was only the sound of chopsticks and bowls hitting each other. It was light and faint, and it sounded a little cold.

After they had finished the meal and packed up, it was still silent. Shen Qianshu wanted to initiate a conversation, but she felt that she could not help herself. She was full and feeling some food coma. She wanted to sleep. While Ye Ling went out to pick up a phone call, she fell asleep on the couch. When he returned from the balcony, he saw her sleeping on the sofa. There were obvious dark eye circles around her petite and pale face. She must not have had a good night of rest. When he thought of her fearful look, Ye Ling walked over and sat beside her.

He rubbed her pink face lightly with his fingers.

Shen Qianshu, when will you open up to me?

When will you stop fearing me?

How would he not have understood that no matter how well you put a broken mirror back together, it would not be the same? But no matter what, it was impossible to let go of her. Even if she feared him, she could only be bounded to him for life.

Ye Ling carried her into the bedroom.

She dreamed of herself seven years ago. When she was roaming around in Paris, studying, going to various shows and competitions, bringing Tong Hua to the hospital... getting into heated arguments with people over a few Euros... when she brought Tong Hua along with her to great sales at the supermarkets to get groceries.

Over the years, life had been tough for her. She carried huge boulders on top of her small shoulders and bore a lot of stress. Yet, she was still full of life. Two years after her child’s death, she no longer looked tiresome all the time.

In her dreams, she held Tong Hua’s hand and smiled at Ye Ling as she spoke.

“Master, I’ve been doing well with the child all these years.”

“What about you?”

“Have you been doing well?”

In her dreams, Ye Ling said lightly, “I’m doing great too!”

Master, you are lying.

She felt as if she had never had such a good rest in a long time. Yet, she felt as if something was pressing onto her, making her breathless. Shen Qianshu felt warm, smooth skin, and she opened her eyes. She saw Ye Ling in deep sleep.

She was using her arm as a pillow, and she slept really well. He was in his fleece shirt and jeans as he laid down on her princess bed. He seemed to be in a very deep sleep. His eyes were very deep, and his eyelashes were raised and as long as Tong Hua’s. They looked really nice. His breathing was pretty shallow, and he was in deep sleep. She heard from Zhong Ran that Master rarely slept as his body was always in torture. He had long been used to the feeling of constantly being awake. Sleeping pills had no effect on him.

He often only slept for one or two hours a day. When she heard of this back then, she was heartbroken. How could a person not sleep? She could not imagine the pain that Ye Ling was enduring*. Is it true that there were two people in his body, fighting to kill each other? But not sleeping for so long could eventually cause someone to die from exhaustion.*

But this time, it felt as if he was in really deep sleep!

Why is he sleeping in a fleece shirt? So thick?

Shen Qianshu did not wake him up and left the bedroom quietly. Just then, Ye Ling’s phone rang, and it was Zhong Ran. She picked up the phone and lowered her volume. “Zhong Ran, Master is still sleeping. Do you have something urgent to say? If you do...”

“Not urgent at all!” Zhong Ran yelled suddenly. Things were indeed urgent over there, but no matter how urgent things were, they were not as important as Master’s sleep. “Master is asleep?”