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Shen Mo’s heartstrings quivered, a feeling he couldn’t quite put into words.
After a moment of silence, he quietly looked up and watched the dark rain curtain outside with her.
Their blurred reflections shimmered on the glass window.
Bai Youwei said, “The last time I cried was when I was twelve, and I realized I could no longer walk.”
Shen Mo wondered, did that mean she regarded him as a second pair of legs?
The sound of rainfall outside rustled against the window, stirring up a gust of wind that made the glass shiver slightly.
“You did cry last time,” Shen Mo said.
Bai Youwei was taken aback, looking up at him.
Shen Mo mildly replied, “You cried once when I took you to the toilet. I think it happened at the toll gate.”
First, Bai Youwei’s face registered shock, then surprise, anger, and embarrassment—she was infuriated!
“You’re talking nonsense!” She glared at him, adamant, “I didn’t cry!”
“I didn’t!” Bai Youwei cried out in anger, “You saw wrong!”
“You did! You did! There’s no way I could have cried!!!”
Shen Mo didn’t argue with her anymore, his lips curled in a half-smile watching her, a smirk not quite a laugh.
Bai Youwei was infuriated.
Shen Mo chuckled while gently stroking her damp hair and asked, “Don’t you think you’re being childish?”
Bai Youwei raised her hand to smack him!
Shen Mo didn’t dodge.
Her hit landed squarely on his stomach, solid and hard. For a moment, Bai Youwei was unsure—did his abs hurt more, or was it her hand?
She gazed blankly at the tightly fit black t-shirt, hesitating whether she should strike again.
The next second, Shen Mo captured her hand and said, “Let’s go down and warm up by the fire. We can sleep once we’ve dried our hair.”
His tone regained its usual gentle touch.
Bai Youwei blinked blankly. The tense standoff between them seemed to have just dissipated
She thought to herself: let’s make up just .
Quite a few people were downstairs.
Yan Qingwen, Lun Ang, Li Li, Chang Weicai, Tan Xiao, and Pan Xiaoxin were all gathered in the living room.
There weren’t enough seats on the couch, so they used cushions as floor seats, forming a circle around the fireplace.
Shen Mo pushed Bai Youwei’s wheelchair towards the gathering, and everyone naturally made way for her.
“Why is everyone here?” Shen Mo asked.
Yan Qingwen shook his head lightly, a hint of self-mockery in his tone, “Couldn’t sleep. It seems more reliable to sleep in a tent.”
Lun Ang chimed in, “Too many dolls around the house, it’s creepy.”
Li Li laughed, “Lun Ang, since when did you become so faint-hearted?”
“What does this have to do with having guts!?” Lun Ang glared at him, “Whether I’m frightened or not is not the issue, those things just give me the creeps.”
As they are chatting, footsteps sounded from the stairs, and Su Man and Zhu Shu also came down.
They were to keep the night vigil. The first half of the night passed the easiest, thus Su Man, Zhu Shu, and Pan Xiaoxin were assigned the watch from 9 pm to midnight.
The remaining people were to keep watch from midnight to 3 am, and from 3 am to 6 am.
Seeing everyone was present, Su Man and Zhu Shu paused instinctively.
“Why is everyone here? Is there a new assignment?” asked Su Man in assumption.
Yan Qingwen answered, “No, just have some time, can’t sleep.”
Zhu Shu kindly reminded, “You all have to keep watch in the latter half of the night, better get some rest early.”
“Zhu Shu, it’s not that they don’t want to sleep, they can’t sleep,” Li Li mocked while casting a glance at Lun Ang, “There are too many dolls in the room, it creeps them out.”
Mentioning the dolls, Zhu Shu also showed discomfort, “Indeed, there are perhaps too many dolls here ”
Even in the living room where they were now, dolls were placed in every corner.
On hearing this, Bai Youwei said lightly, “Well, that’s why they call it the Dollhouse.”