"I'm with you. I just sleep on the floor, next to the bed. If you turn your head, you can see me." She said.
"This bed can afford two people. Giana, can you lie on the bed and stay with me?" He murmured, even he didn't know that, at this moment, his eyes were stained with longing.
Giana bit her lips slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, she nodded, "Okay." Then, she took the quilt on the floor and lay down beside him.
Even she herself was surprised that she would agree to share the same bed with a man. Perhaps it was the fact that at that moment he looked like a fragile glass doll, as if it would shatter at a blow, that made her want to protect him.
Lying on the bed, she turned off the light, and her right hand was always held by his left hand.
"Kason, if you still feel uncomfortable, just call me." She said.
"Okay." He replied. Was it the medicine? He actually felt much better, much better than any previous attack.