Chapter 44 I Might Be Really Sick

After a long time, I sighed, “It's okay, I just miss you!”

How could I describe my invisible illness?

She might be too sleepy to entangle, “Baby, can't you sleep?”

I replied after a short hesitation, “Well, get your sleep and let’s talk tomorrow!”

Having hanging up the phone, I shrank myself wrapped in a quilt, feeling insipid living in the world.

Then I fell asleep in a daze, vaguely aware that the bed was pressed down an arc, and then I was pulled into someone’s arms.

I thought it was Samson, but I was a little tired, so I just closed my eyes to sleep.

I always lacked of sleep and out of spirits perhaps due to the great pressure recently, making me hard to deal with the business in the company.

So I got a rest in the office. Linda asked me to sign some documents and then gave me a glass of milk, “Director, you look bad recently. How about going to the hospital?”

I shook my head, “It's okay, go ahead! It's just a bad rest!”

Indeed, I didn’t sleep well recently.