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Cheng Weiyue said she couldn't sleep and the moment of weariness had passed.

Zhou Jingwei slowly took off his gold-rimmed glasses, cradled Cheng Weiyue's neck in one hand, and kissed her deeply.

Caught off guard, Cheng Weiyue's mind buzzed, slightly overwhelmed by the suddenness.

After what felt like an eternity, Zhou Jingwei pressed his fingertips against Cheng Weiyue's lips, kneading them gently yet firmly, and with an ambiguous and husky voice, he said, "I didn't let you sleep, so let's not sleep at all tonight."

It was too forward, and realizing this, Cheng Weiyue blushed and exclaimed "Rogue!" as she scampered upstairs.

Watching her flee like a little rabbit, Zhou Jingwei found her cuteness reaching deep into his bones, fearing a lifetime of watching would never be enough.

Under the same night sky, in the city center hospital, Zhao Hanchen stood pale-faced under the bright lights, watching Zhao Mingchen's gaunt frame being slowly covered by a white sheet.

How to put it?