Intentionally Ordering

Lu Qian laid on the bed and quietly looked at the ceiling. His thoughts had drifted far away. He gently turned over, rested his elbow on his head, and slowly closed his eyes.

A few minutes later, Lu Qian opened his eyes again. His cold eyes were not sleepy at all. Instead, they were filled with too many emotions that could not be seen clearly. Lu Qian got up from the bed and walked to the balcony in his thin pajamas.

He quietly stood on the balcony and looked up at the blue sky. He could not help but recall Xia Qinglee's figure in his mind.

There were two people under the same roof. One of them slept until dawn without a care, while the other stood on the balcony with a lot of thoughts and did not close his eyes for the whole night.

The next day, early in the morning.