Watching The First Snow Together

Lin Qingqian knew that Jiang Yanshen didn't sleep well, but it wasn't like this in the past.

At that time, Jiang Yanshen could still sleep for four hours a day.

"Didn't he look for Dr. Shen?"

Lu Qinshang looked at the screen and said in a low voice, "It's not like he had just started suffering from insomnia. He has long developed resistance to drugs so Doctor Shen doesn't dare to prescribe more for him, afraid that something will happen."

Lin Qingqian's gaze landed on the screen again. The man in front of the microphone had deep facial features and a gloomy expression, as if there was a cloud above his head that could not be blown away. His tightly knitted brows seemed to be enduring something and restraining something.

But what was he enduring? What was he suppressing?

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The award ceremony lasted until past 11 pm. Although the weather was cold, none of the fans outside left.