The other person immediately crawled out of the blanket, and rubbed his sleepy eyes to wake up, he happily stood up and ran to the living room.

During this meal, the eater did not make a sound, the viewer, only the figure condensed in his eyes.


The woman buried her head in eating one bite at a time, the person opposite propped up her chin, quietly observing.

Those who did not know the situation inside were afraid they would misunderstand that this was a pair of old friends.

Late at night, the weather forecast reminded us that cold air was pouring in, and tonight, the temperature would suddenly drop.


Ashley heard that noisy noise, vaguely woke up, carefully pricked her ears to listen, and discovered that the noise came from under the bed.

She carefully sat up, looking towards the bed.


She always felt that this person was very strange, the sofa in the living room was much better than the floor in her bedroom, but this person had an erratic temperament, stubbornly agreed to sleep on the floor of her room, refused to go down to the living room to sleep.

 If she had chosen, she would have volunteered to go to the living room to sleep on the sofa.

At this moment, looking towards the bed, the other person was gritting his teeth, hugging him tightly, curling up into a shrimp.

'Awake?" In the night, the woman's voice was a little uneasy, slowly asking.

In the quiet bedroom, there was no sound, nor any response.

'Pretending to sleep is not pretending like this." She said indifferently.

After a long while, the person lying on the floor finally turned over, awkwardly opening his eyes, and looking at her.

Of course, in the darkness of the bedroom, the woman could not see the other person's embarrassed expression.

'Ashley." The other person called softly, to show that he was awake.

On the bed, the woman moved, 'My feet are cold."

She acted as if nothing had happened and gently opened her mouth, hearing this, the man on the floor, immediately got out of the blanket: 'Cold?  I'll help you warm up, you won't be cold anymore."

She didn't seem to think about it, sure enough, in a moment, her two feet that were as cold as ice had now become as warm as if in a fireplace, she had long gotten used to these ice-cold feet, at this moment she couldn't help but relax her legs comfortably.

"Recently... have you remembered anything?"

She asked as if she was chatting.

The person at the end of the bed, one side covered her legs, the other side gently used his hand to press the acupoints on the soles of her feet.

Hearing this, he inadvertently said: "Ashley is so strange, Jerome is also very strange, always asking Milan if she remembers anything. Did Milan forget anything?"

In the night, a pair of pitch-black eyes, looking towards the streetlights outside, a flash of light reflected in her eyes, Ashley opened her mouth... But was stopped by him, unable to answer.

What did he forget?

 'Ashley, you always ask Milan, remember something, what does Milan need to remember? If Milan forgot something, Ashley remembers, Ashley can tell Milan."

Under the blanket, the woman's hand clenched, after a while: 'That night, why did you block those sticks for me?"

She always wanted to ask, but didn't have the chance to ask… Her eyes flashed. 'It hurts a lot, right? Isn't Milan the one who is most afraid of pain?"

She spoke softly, very softly, her lips still moving after speaking.

'Yes, Milan was most afraid of pain. But Milan didn't want Ashley to be in pain. That night, seeing Ashley being beaten, Milan didn't know why, but I felt very, very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that I wanted to hug Ashley tightly and hide you away. Ashley's pain was worse than Milan's pain." 

Ashley's shoulders stiffened. 

The light outside the window shone in, and their eyes had adapted to the darkness. 

Ashley could vaguely see the man at the end of the bed muttering, "Also, every time Ashley doesn't pay attention to Milan, this place of Milan..." 

She saw the man point to his chest and say, "It will hurt, it will hurt.  Ashley, do you think Milan is sick?"

The hand under the blanket immediately clenched, and her hair was soaked with sweat, the man asked her blankly, was he sick?

Ashley stared at the figure at the end of the bed for a long time, and opened her mouth several times, but found that nothing she said made sense.

"My feet... are warm."  After a long while, her feet were warm, the soles of her feet rhythmically pressed down, in the air, without a sound, she broke the silence, but it seemed that she could only find this suitable sentence.

She knew that the other party's mind was unstable at this moment, what he said, why did she need to listen carefully, why did she need to... Listen in her heart.

That's right, a man with an unstable mind, like a child who didn't know anything, saying he was an idiot wasn't too much, why did she need to

take the words of an idiot, listen in her heart.

She didn't even realize it and unconsciously laughed at herself... The funniest thing was, that the most beautiful confession she had ever heard, came from the mouth of an idiot.

"Let me see."

Ashley was still lost in thought, not hearing what the person at the end of the bed was saying or doing.

 Just glanced at the end of the bed, she was both embarrassed and startled, curling her legs up: "What are you doing?"

The other person was extremely satisfied, put her legs down, stuffed them back into the blanket, and covered them tightly: "Yes, warm, warm."

She suddenly understood, her face flushed uncontrollably, then thought of what the other person had just done, she was instantly angry: "Even if you want to test the temperature, don't, don't... Don't use your face to test the temperature."

Thinking of this person just hugging her legs, bringing his face close to the soles of her feet, to see if her feet were really warm. … In Ashley's heart, ten thousand horses were galloping past.

She didn't see, at that moment her face was red, because of embarrassment, she glared at the person at the end of the bed, because of anger her eyes became even more wet and uncomfortable, but because of the light from outside the room shining in, it made the man at the end of the bed look extremely stupid.

"I... Ashley, don't be angry with Milan, Milan will get out of bed right away."