Somnambulism patients do not sleepwalk every night.
Tonight might be the only night she's willing to act coy and smile at him again. The rıghtful source is 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝕟𝕖𝕥
Thinking of this, Mason Nightshade felt a suffocating pain in his chest. He lifted his hand to tuck her in, but did not lie back down. He glanced at the sky outside, which was about to brighten, turned around, and walked out.
Aurelia Shaw awoke according to her biological clock, only to notice a sweet, greasy taste in her mouth. She curiously touched the corner of her mouth and her fingertips wiped off something like cream.
She hadn't eaten anything with cream at night.
Aurelia frowned in confusion, only then realizing that there was something wrong with her clothes!
She had worn a knee-length nightgown before sleep, but now she was in some ugly, mismatched casual wear!?
Aurelia was puzzled, unable to tolerate the taste of whoever matched this outfit, she resisted the urge for her temple vein to throb, changed her clothes, and went downstairs.
Seeing Mrs. Rong, she asked, "Did anyone come into my room last night?"
Mrs. Rong looked at her with a strange expression.
Aurelia frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"
"Young Madam, you... don't remember?" Mrs. Rong asked, "Last night you went out late with the Young Master, don't you remember any of it?"
She went out with Mason Nightshade last night?
Why didn't she have any memory of it?
Aurelia rubbed her forehead; her head ached, her whole body felt as if she hadn't rested all night. Yesterday, she recalled sleeping deeply, with no impression of going out with Mason Nightshade.
What on earth is going on?
A hypothesis flashed in her mind, and Aurelia's eyes suddenly turned sharp, cooling down. Before she could ask Mrs. Rong where Mason Nightshade was, her phone pinged first.
She instinctively opened her phone; it was a blog notification.
A late-night couple caught in a public display of affection.
It was actually in the top ten of trending searches.
The comments below were even more lively.
Foot-obsessed old man is a goddess: "Wow wow wow, this guy is so handsome! [drooling emoji]"
Oh~ it's little cutie: "@Foot-obsessed old man is a goddess You haven't even seen his face, how do you know he's handsome?"
Foot-obsessed old man is a goddess: "Look at the body, dear. I've been roaming the internet for years, I've trained my sharp eyes to see through a handsome guy's clothes to his well-built body behind it."
Oh~ it's little cutie: "@Foot-obsessed old man is a goddess, you're so lecherous, but I like it."
Swooning at my idol: "The young lady is also very pretty, mm... it's just that her aesthetic isn't great, her taste in clothing needs some improvement."
Oh~ it's little cutie: "@Swooning at my idol You don't get it, do you? This is what being willful with beauty looks like. Can an ordinary person wear such mismatched clothes with as much charm, looking so good?"
Swooning at my idol: "So envious that the young lady has a boyfriend , the look in his eyes at her doesn't lie, he absolutely truly loves her, ahhh! So painfully sweet! But anyway, wishing them happiness always~~"
"Wishing long-lasting happiness~~"
There was a lineup of blessings below.
How did such news end up on social media trending searches? Aurelia was about to close it when a picture caught her attention. She tapped it open.
It was a beautifully romantic couple's photo, it was obvious that the photographer intended to create an affectionate atmosphere. The man stood tall, gazing lovingly down at the woman, who sat on a chair with a cake in front of her. She closed her eyes, seemingly making a wish.
What attracted Aurelia's attention was not the beautiful, loving atmosphere, nor the two main figures within it, but— the woman's outfit!