There was only silence in response to Huo Sicheng's question.
The night in the clouds was very quiet, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Huo Sicheng's long hands caressed the thin blanket, as if he were caressing Gu Qingcheng.
As time passed, golden sunlight poured into the bedroom through the window.
He turned to look out of the window, his anticipation of Gu Qingcheng's return fading away.
The next moment, he came to the window of the living room. The sunlight cast a layer of light on him, making the already cold and handsome man even more radiant, like the moon.
He could see the door. As soon as Gu Qingcheng entered, he would see her immediately.
However…
"Daddy, Mommy isn't back yet?" Huo Xuan woke up at ten in the morning and rubbed his sleepy eyes as he walked to the living room. He looked around and looked at his father. "You still haven't been able to contact Mom?"