Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He is able to restrain himself, does not overstep his limits, and remains rational.

Yun Si followed him with her eyes and tilted her head, a little confused.

The two of them talked about it tonight. Logically speaking, the atmosphere should be very good and they should stay together, but they didn't want to - it seemed that they were going to sleep separately again.

At least, that's what Jiuge, who was drunk, seemed to mean.

After Yun Si was put on bed, he went to his room.

He closed the door and didn't even clear away the snacks and drinks in the yard. He seemed really sleepy.

Yun Si sat in her big room, looking outside, suddenly depressed - why didn't he come to sleep with her?

Unable to sleep at all, she got out of bed, put on her shoes, and ran out.

When she came to his room, she wanted to knock on the door.

But after thinking about it, he still stopped and chose to take a sneak peek through the window first.

Not wanting to really disturb him, she gently opened the corner of the window and looked inside——

Inside, I could see the snow-white back, quietly, sitting alone by the bed.

When you're drunk, it's really like what my mother-in-law said, motionless, quiet and motionless, like a sculpture made of ice.

He was normal when talking to her, but when he was alone, he was clearly stupid.

Like a sensible and well-behaved child, he doesn't want to trouble other people from the bottom of his heart, so he doesn't make any noise when he's drunk. Just like that, he finds a corner to stay quietly.

Quietly, waiting for the drunkenness to fade away.

It's painfully sensible.

Yun Si looked at his deserted back and frowned slightly - inexplicably, she began to regret getting him drunk.

At first it was just for fun, but now...

She felt as if she had already played and shouldn't have done this.

He was not good at drinking in the first place, and she knew this, but she was still so bad, deliberately teasing him.

Feeling regretful, she withdrew her gaze and gently lowered the window.

She wanted to knock on the door to find him, but standing at the door, she suddenly hesitated, wondering if this would disturb him.

After hesitating for a moment, he stopped at the door. His raised hand wanted to drop it but hesitated.

Finally, she knocked on the door gently, twice.

"Knock-knock-"

In the house, the person sitting quietly heard the knock on the door, turned his head slightly and raised his eyes.

The eyes are clear, calm and quiet, the whole face is hidden in the darkness, the outline is blurred, and the face is unknown.

I couldn't tell what he was thinking at the moment, maybe he was drunk, or maybe he wasn't.

There was a knock on the door, and he looked in the direction of the door, staring at the slender figure reflected in the door without saying anything.

His breathing became calmer, but he could vaguely hear a hint of heaviness.

Quietly, the long fingers tightened slightly.

Outside the door, Yun Si opened the door gently and poked her head.

Because I was worried about him, I wanted to come and see him.

There was no light in the room, so she looked at him with her good night vision.

"Nine songs..."

Seeing that he was still sitting, Yun Si opened the door further and walked in.

Feeling a little guilty and feeling that she had done something wrong, she came to him, looked at him, touched her head, and asked distressedly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you dizzy? Do you feel like vomiting?"

The man who was sitting quietly tightened his long fingers slightly, and then slowly loosened them.

He looked up at her, his dark eyes were misty, and he couldn't see the background color clearly. His long and shallow eyelashes were slightly curled, but he was still gentle: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"It's very late, why don't you go to bed?"

"..." It's strange that nothing happened. He didn't want to sleep with her anymore. It was obvious that something was wrong.