Fortunately, Mo Xun's phone rang.
It resolved the awkward moment.
"Hello." He let go of Tang ZhiLuo and sat up.
Something was said on the other end of the phone, Mo Xun responded a few times, "Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, he placed his mobile on the bedside table, draped a bathrobe around himself, and walked to the window, his demeanor calm as he looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Below was a square where many elderly people danced every evening.
But in the morning, it was empty, with only a few people walking around.
Mo Xun stood quietly for a while.
Tang ZhiLuo was actually awake all the time, but she didn't know how to face Mo Xun, so she pretended to be asleep.
After a while, Mo Xun turned and went to the bathroom, then left.
Just left?
Tang ZhiLuo thought he would come and kiss her, especially since they had been so intimate last night, but he just left?
Hearing the sound of the front door closing, Tang ZhiLuo was certain, he had left!