After chatting for a few more sentences, Meng Ruozhao got up and prepared to tidy up the sundries in the shop.
Pei Jiangmu insisted on giving the attic to her for rest while he would sleep on the sofa.
However, this sofa was just for guests to sit on, so it was relatively short.
If Pei Jiangmu slept on it for the whole night, his cervical vertebra would probably be in trouble when he got up the next day.
So when she said she was going to tidy up the sundries, actually she wanted to find something more comfortable for Pei Jiangmu to lie on.
Pei Jiangmu watched her busy figure, his eyes always closely following her.
He was calculating in his mind how to make Meng Ruozhao more dependent on him.
He was also thinking about how to widen the distance between her and Yan Qiubai.
After a while, Meng Ruozhao rummaged out a clean quilt and a soft pillow from a pile of materials.
There was a big smile on her face.
"Found them. I knew I remembered buying them."
"You can put the quilt under you. You'll surely sleep much more comfortably this way."
Pei Jiangmu nodded obediently. "Thank you, sister. You're so nice."
As he said that, he deliberately showed a sweet smile.
Seeing his look, Meng Ruozhao couldn't help giving another reminder.
"If you feel uncomfortable or need anything at night, just call me. I'll be right upstairs."
Pei Jiangmu responded, but in his heart he was thinking that he hoped something would happen at night so that Zhaozhao would stay with him all the time.
Meng Ruozhao turned around and was about to go upstairs. Just as she took a few steps, Pei Jiangmu suddenly called out to her, "Sister!"
Meng Ruozhao looked back in confusion. "What's wrong?"
Pei Jiangmu pointed out of the window. Sometime later, it had started to drizzle.
"I'm a bit afraid of the dark. Can I sleep with the light on?"
Meng Ruozhao smiled helplessly. "Okay. Go to bed early."
Back in the attic room, Meng Ruozhao took out the change of clothes she had left there before and took a quick shower.
But after lying in bed, she just couldn't fall asleep.
The things that had happened today kept replaying in her mind, and the scared and helpless look on Pei Jiangmu's face just wouldn't go away.
She wondered secretly why she was so at ease with Pei Jiangmu.
They had only known each other for two days, yet she was at ease staying in the same room with him.
She also thought that Pei Jiangmu might really have gone through a lot of bad things when he was a child, and she couldn't help feeling a bit heart - ache.
There seemed to be several little people fighting in her mind, and she tossed and turned several times.
Downstairs, Pei Jiangmu was lying on the sofa, but his eyes never closed for a moment.
He also had a lot to think about.
He had to figure out how to make the Du family suffer more, how to return what originally belonged to Zhaozhao to her.
He also had to think about how to make the person who had usurped someone else's place step down quickly.
Most importantly, he had to figure out how to make his Zhaozhao fall in love with him again, so that even if she remembered the past, she wouldn't get hurt.
...
Just as he was deep in thought, his phone vibrated.
It was Qi Yu who had sent several messages in succession.
"Wu wu, Young Master Pei, are you okay? I'll send a doctor over right now."
"I've already had those damned hooligans taken care of. I guarantee they won't be able to get out of bed for three months."
"Do we need to cancel the meeting tomorrow morning?"
"You'd better go to the hospital for a full - body check - up."
"When shall I pick you up?"
...
Qi Yu was very capable at work and had high efficiency.
Moreover, he was extremely loyal to Pei Jiangmu and was a very reliable subordinate.
The only drawback was that sometimes he was overly dramatic and a bit talkative.
Pei Jiangmu replied concisely with a message.
"No doctor needed. The meeting will go as scheduled. I won't be back tonight."
Then he turned off his phone and threw it to one side.
This hard - won chance to stay in the same room with her, even if the sky fell, he wasn't going to leave.
Even though the scope of this "room" was a bit large, wasn't it still the closest place to her?
After receiving the reply, Qi Yu looked at the direction of [Fuyun Xuan] with a long face.
The light was still on, but he knew he wouldn't get any more responses.
He had no choice but to give orders to the bodyguards.
"Leave four people. Two of them will be on duty in shifts to secretly protect Young Master Pei."
"The rest of you are dismissed. Everything will go as normal tomorrow."
"Pick up Young Master Pei for work at the old place at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
After saying that, he called the doctor and told him not to come.
At the same time, he repeatedly told them that no one else could know about today's incident.
It didn't matter if it was other people who had never seen Young Master Pei.
But if Madam found out that Young Master Pei had been beaten up by several people today and had almost been covered in mud.
Not only would they lose their jobs on the spot, but they would also have a hard time.
On the other hand, Meng Ruozhao tossed and turned in bed for a long time and finally fell asleep in a daze.
She had a dream. In the dream, Pei Jiangmu was still a child.
He was surrounded and bullied by a group of kids of the same age. His small body shrank in the corner, his face full of panic and helplessness.
Meng Ruozhao wanted to rush over to protect him, but she just couldn't move her legs.
She could only watch helplessly as those kids punched and kicked Pei Jiangmu.
Suddenly, Meng Ruozhao woke up from the dream, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.
She gasped for breath. The scene in the dream was so real that her heart couldn't calm down for a long time.
She subconsciously looked out of the window. The rain was still falling, and the pitter - patter sound was especially clear in the quiet night.
The rain in summer really came as it pleased.
Meng Ruozhao was a bit worried about Pei Jiangmu downstairs. She wondered if he had slept well.
She tiptoed downstairs, afraid of waking Pei Jiangmu up.
When she got downstairs, she saw at a glance that Pei Jiangmu was huddled up on the sofa, his hands and feet drawn in.
The thin blanket he was supposed to cover with had slipped to the ground. He seemed a bit cold, hugging himself with both hands across his chest.
Meng Ruozhao walked over gently, picked up the quilt, and covered him with it again.
Just as she was about to straighten up and leave, Pei Jiangmu suddenly started talking in his sleep.
"Don't... don't..."
There was endless fear and pain in his voice.
Meng Ruozhao's heart tightened. It seemed that Pei Jiangmu was also having a nightmare.
She couldn't help reaching out and gently patting Pei Jiangmu's shoulder, saying softly, "It's okay. Don't be afraid. I'm here."
Pei Jiangmu seemed to have felt her comfort and gradually calmed down.
But Meng Ruozhao didn't leave immediately. She stood quietly by the side, looking at Pei Jiangmu's sleeping face.
The light shone down, casting a flowing halo on the side of Pei Jiangmu's face.
The halo flickered with the swaying of the hanging lamp, dividing his straight nose bridge into a boundary between light and shadow.
Meng Ruozhao had come downstairs bare - foot for fear of disturbing him.
At this moment, she was standing on the carpet, her toes sinking into the complicated Persian patterns.
Her eyes traced his outline inch by inch, sliding from his high nose bridge to his slightly parted lips.
When she involuntarily reached out her hand and her fingertips were about to touch his eyebrow bone, fragmented pictures suddenly came like a tide.
The toothbrushes side by side in the mist on the bathroom mirror, the floral dress beside the well - ironed suit in the cloakroom, the hand cream she often used beside his business plan on the desk...