Yang Chen walked leisurely down the street. He had lived in the Northern Federation for a while before, and he found it fairly okay.
Returning to the hotel and stepping out of the elevator, Yang Chen was stunned to see Wei Xueqing sitting on the ground, leaning against his room door, hugging her knees waiting.
"What are you doing here?" Yang Chen walked up to Wei Xueqing and asked softly.
Wei Xueqing lifted her head, her puffy eyes looking at Yang Chen, her voice carrying a hint of drowsy confusion and hoarseness, "Where did you go?"
Yang Chen shook the cigarette in his hand, "Went out to buy something."
Saying this, he opened the door and let Wei Xueqing in.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" Yang Chen asked.
"Can't sleep." Wei Xueqing's voice was full of fatigue and pain, "Every time I close my eyes, it's that scene of them on the bed. I feel like my eyes are going blind."
Yang Chen shook his head, pouring a glass of water for Wei Xueqing.
