Shu Pan seemed unaware that now, every time she closed her eyes, she saw the figures of those people.
Gu Shaoting squeezed her hand gently, then patted her head before heading to the living room.
When he emerged, he had a freshly prepared glass of milk in his hand.
"Here, drink the milk, and get a good night's sleep," Gu Shaoting coaxed, treating her almost like a child. Indeed, at this moment, she appeared fragile and lost.
Shu Pan took the milk and took a few sips. The rich aroma of the milk instantly filled her mouth, emitting a faint fragrance.
The warmth of the milk reached her heart, bringing a sense of calm to Shu Pan.
"It's very late; you should go to bed soon. You still have work tomorrow," Shu Pan suggested.
"It's okay. You just rest at home recently. I'll help you take a day off tomorrow," Gu Shaoting replied decisively.
"Then, could you please pick up Joy?" Shu Pan nodded.