Chu Xijin did not wake him up, but turned on the orange warm light wall lamp. The whole office was filled with food, and there was food on the table.

The sofa sank slightly, and He Nian had a light sleep. He woke up with a start, with a dazed look on his face, a light red mark on the left side of his face, and a physiological watery glow in his eyes.

He subconsciously looked out the window. Night had fallen. When he saw Chu Xijin, he tilted his head and leaned towards him. He shouted in a very soft voice:

"Sir, when did you finish your work?"

"Just sat down."

Chu Xijin reached out and touched his little face. Under the light, his New Year's eyelashes were stretched very long, and when he blinked, it seemed as if they were brushing against the man's heart.

"If you feel sleepy, just sleep a little longer."

He Nian shook his head, thinking about something in his mind. He opened the thin air conditioner and rolled over to get up. He reached out and touched the casserole of chicken soup on the table, and felt a warm touch on his fingertips.

"Sir, the soup is still hot. Let's eat first."

Chu Xi said yes and casually took off his coat and put it on the sofa. He was indeed a little hungry.

During the New Year, he took a small porcelain bowl and served the soup. There were chestnuts, jujubes, wolfberries, and nourishing cordyceps flowers in it. The color of the chicken soup was golden and bright, and the fragrance was fragrant.

This was his first time in the company, and he couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw that his husband had been busy working all day and didn't even have time to eat.

He Nian stretched out his hand to cover Chu Xijin's shoulder and pressed it gently, not forgetting to urge:

"The chestnuts are very sweet, and the chicken is also very delicious. Sir, please eat more."

At night, it gets dark very quickly. Two figures on the sofa are printed on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. He Nian leans against the man's arm with some reliance, and is fed a sweet chestnut from time to time. The scene looks very warm.

The schedule for the holidays and New Year greetings is very tight. In the past week, I reviewed the progress of the past two months, sneaked back to sleep on my side at night, and studied with the Little Totoro lamp on in the middle of the night.

At first, Chu Xijin thought that the child was under great pressure from studying and wanted some private space. But when he saw that the child was lying on his side with the lights off, he must have fallen asleep.

But it was okay to do this for several days in a row. He had long been accustomed to having a small heater under the bed, and he knew that he could tolerate it at school. But now he was forced to sleep in separate rooms at home, and he couldn't help but suffer from insomnia.

It was past twelve o'clock in the evening, and Chu Xijin came out of the study. He approached the door where he was lying on his side, opened the door gently, and bumped into the person lying on the bed writing a paper.

He Nian's eyes widened. After reacting, he rolled back to the bed and wrapped himself in a quilt. Only his head was exposed. He was so frightened that he stuttered.

"First, sir, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Chu Xijin didn't speak, but looked at him with a pair of dark and steady eyes. He Nian suddenly felt guilty and added:

"I just had a nightmare, and then I woke up. I couldn't sleep, so I was writing papers..."

"Yeah?"

The man's handsome face was half hidden in the shadows, and he slowly confirmed the reason.

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