PDLP Chapter 150 Late Night Together
Chapter 150 Late Night Together
Ye Wanqing was well aware of the stubbornness of migraines. Sometimes when the pain was calm, one seemed to forget its existence, but once it came violently, the endless pain was enough to devour one's sanity.
Lin Xuan has always been tough. She never knew he had migraines, and even Mrs. Lin, the elder in the family, knew nothing about it.
She pressed gently, her technique skillful and delicate. The temple was a delicate acupuncture point, and the slightest carelessness could trigger a chain reaction. Therefore, Ye Wanqing was fully focused and did not dare to slack off.
On the surface, she seemed to be at ease, but in reality, the pain in her fingertips was quietly eroding her patience. After maintaining the same posture for a long time, her palms were already aching.
Lin Xuan lay quietly, silence became the only melody between them. Ye Wanqing felt mixed emotions, and she had no idea what to say about what happened last night.
Fortunately, Lin Xuan is not a person who likes to get involved in trouble. He doesn't seem to care about the past.
While her thoughts were in turmoil, Ye Wanqing's fingers were still moving. It was not until the end of the complete massage process that she realized that Lin Xuan had fallen asleep.
He was so tired and fell into such a deep sleep that Ye Wanqing's soft calls failed to wake him. Under the light, he quietly closed his eyes, his face gentle, as if the whole world had stopped.
Thinking of last night, Ye Wanqing's heart rippled. She knew that his exhaustion was more or less related to her. Although she was not a soft-hearted person, she also remembered this kindness in her heart.
She moved very carefully, afraid to disturb his sweet dream. Slowly she pulled her hand out from under the pillow, then slowly moved her leg out, the whole process like a silent ritual.
After placing the pillow on the sofa, Ye Wanqing was already sweating profusely. She held onto the armrest of the sofa and slowly stood up. Her eyes fell on Lin Xuan again, and then she turned around.
The night was not yet deep, but she already felt tired.
I didn't get enough sleep last night, and even though I took a short nap this afternoon, I still couldn't make up for it completely. I wanted to rest early after parting with Zhao Jinyu, but unexpectedly I ran into Lin Xuan near my doorstep.
She walked to the bar, poured herself a glass of warm water, and carried it upstairs.
In the living room, only a dim nightlight was left, its weak light blocked by the sofa and unable to reach where Lin Xuan was. But the bathroom was not far away. If he woke up, the light would be enough to guide him forward.
As the footsteps on the stairs gradually faded away, Lin Xuan on the sofa slowly opened his eyes.
In the darkness, he lay quietly, feeling the tranquility around him.
After a moment, he sat up and took out his cell phone from his pocket. The numbers on the screen told him that it was only 8:30 in the evening and it was still early.
He looked towards the stairs. Ye Wanqing's abnormal behavior last night made him worried, but today, she seemed to have returned to her old self.
Lin Xuan frowned, eager to know the answer, yet unwilling to disrupt the peace. Friday seemed so far away.
Just as he was lost in thought, a subtle sound came from the stairs again. Lin Xuan quickly put his phone back in his pocket and lay back on the sofa, pretending to be asleep.
Ye Wanqing was about to shower when she suddenly realized that the pillows on the sofa were too soft and might cause Lin Xuan's neck discomfort the next day. The migraine was already tormenting enough, and she didn't want to add to his troubles.
So, she turned and walked towards the guest room, which still looked the same as it did last night; she hadn't had time to tidy it up yet. She picked up the pillow Lin Xuan had used last night, thinking to herself, "I don't think he'll mind."
In order to avoid waking Lin Xuan, she could only use the flashlight function of her mobile phone and move forward carefully. She turned the flashlight upside down on the coffee table and looked at Lin Xuan who was sitting on the sofa.
His head was resting comfortably on a pillow, and replacing it with a pillow would undoubtedly be a challenge, but she was willing to try, just so that he could sleep better.
Ye Wanqing struggled internally for a moment, but finally took action.
She knew very well that although she did not want to disturb his sleep, if Lin Xuan woke up, it might save him the embarrassment of staying overnight at her place, thus avoiding those groundless rumors.
However, Lin Xuan's sleeping face was more peaceful and profound than she had expected.
She gently raised her hand, held his head with her palm, slowly pulled out the pillow, and then carefully placed it underneath him.
Although this series of actions were not silent, Lin Xuan seemed to be immersed in a deeper dream and did not notice it at all.
After the replacement was completed, Ye Wanqing lightly touched the screen of her mobile phone and turned off the flashlight. In an instant, the surroundings were gently wrapped in the night.
In the darkness, she could only vaguely outline Lin Xuan's figure, but ripples arose in her heart.
She curled the corners of her mouth in self-mockery, thinking to herself how ridiculous and unrealistic those thoughts that had compared Lin Xuan and Su Junyan seemed now.
This thought flashed through her mind, and Ye Wanqing turned around gently and walked up the stairs to her room.
Back in her room, she took a sleeping pill as prescribed by the doctor, then turned off the lights and went to bed.
In the darkness, her thoughts were like a wild horse running out of control, and a series of chaotic images emerged in her mind. Although they were not clear, they were enough to disturb her mood.
Ye Wanqing lay on her side on the bed, tears sliding quietly down her face, from her left eye across the bridge of her nose, and finally flowing into her right eye, soaking the pillow.
She didn't understand why she was like this, she just felt her heart was filled with unspeakable sadness and melancholy, as if an invisible force was tearing her soul apart.
Time passed by minute by minute, and she still tossed and turned in bed.
Outside the window, the wind whistled past. Although it didn't rain, it still brought a bit of coolness and loneliness.
She finally couldn't help it and turned on the lights in the room again, staring at the curtains with empty eyes, letting her thoughts drift away.
At the same time, Lin Xuan was ascending to the third floor when his gaze strayed past the dimly lit door at the end of the corridor. It was already past ten in the evening, and the light in Ye Wanqing's room was still on, which made him puzzled.
He didn't know much about Ye Wanqing's daily routine.
During his time at the Lin family, he mostly stayed in the study and knew very little about her living habits. Perhaps ten o'clock wasn't too late for her?
Lin Xuan speculated secretly in his heart, but ultimately did not take a step to disturb the tranquility.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the phone in his pocket vibrated at an inopportune time.
Lin Xuan frowned, displeased by the late-night interruption. He pulled out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and pressed the reject button without hesitation.
However, the other party did not seem to intend to give up. The phone rang again, once, twice... until the fifth time, a hint of anger flashed in Lin Xuan's black eyes.
Perhaps the other party sensed his dissatisfaction, and the call finally stopped.
He put his phone back into his pocket, his eyes falling on the night light in the corner of the stairs, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.
Thinking of the newly changed pillow on the sofa, a hint of tenderness and gratitude flashed in his eyes.
Once upon a time, he thought that all of Ye Wanqing's tenderness and consideration were just a show. Now that they have divorced, she no longer needs to pretend for him.
And everything she did came from her pure and kind heart.
This realization caused a subtle change in Lin Xuan's mood.