Song Zhiyan had just fallen asleep when she heard the sound of a card being swiped to enter the door. She turned on the bedside lamp and sat up.Fu Yirui pushed open the bedroom door, "Aren't you asleep? Or...?""Why are you here?" she asked.Fu Yirui glanced at the neatly arranged gift bags on the table, "I brought you some gifts. Don't you like them?""Giving gifts should have a reason, right?"He raised an eyebrow, "Actually, giving gifts doesn't need a reason, does it?"If he said no, then there was no reason. He didn't want to say, so she didn't ask further."Is there something you need to talk about, coming so late?" she inquired."I missed you," he replied.Song Zhiyan made a sound of acknowledgment, "If there's nothing, you don't need to come every day.""What's wrong? Am I bothering you?" he asked, somewhat unhappy."No.""Then... are you in a bad mood?" He walked over, sat in front of her, and gently pinched her delicate chin, "Or is there something on your mind?"
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