Chapter 1972 Why Aren't You Shy?

She spent more than an hour cleaning herself up, and felt refreshed and relaxed after finishing.

She put on a new shirt and trousers and walked out of the bathroom.

Sheng Lingren's hair was dry, and he stood up when he saw her: "I forgot to buy a hair dryer just now, I asked the man to buy it, you blow dry your hair first."

Yu Qinghuan was grateful and said, "Thank you."

"... You don't have to thank me." He whispered, feeling a little unconfident.

She said that her family background was much higher than the Sheng family. Now that they are out, the things they face are much more complicated. Maybe her family will not agree to them being together.

Thinking of this, his originally calm emotions surged, as if he was going to turn into a demon to devour him.

He hurriedly said: "Sit down, I'll help you blow it!"

Yu Qinghuan nodded and sat sideways on the bed.

He reached out his hand tremblingly, grabbed a strand of his wet hair, and turned on the hair dryer...

...

After drying, he asked: "Are you going to bed now?"

"Go to bed first, while it's still safe here, and conserve your energy first." Yu Qinghuan said.

He nodded and looked at the empty space beside the bed.

Yu Qinghuan said: "The floor is so dirty, don't sleep there. You have a child, are you still shy?"

"I..." He blushed, "I'm not shy, I'm afraid of you..."

He paused and asked depressedly: "Why aren't you shy?"

Yu Qinghuan said faintly: "In that dream, I lived for almost a hundred years, but those experiments made me not old. Wherever I went, there were a group of suitors. I had long forgotten what shyness was."

Sheng Lingren stared at her blankly, always feeling that she was telling an incredible story.

But he inexplicably believed her.

He held her in his arms and whispered, "I'm awake now. That won't happen again."

"Yeah."

He suddenly asked, "Isn't it good to not grow old? Don't women always pursue youth?"

"When your grandchildren are married and your great-grandchildren are handsome and start dating, will you still feel good? You can't enjoy the joy of family life. You are afraid of scaring them. You can only wander around like a ghost..." Yu Qinghuan sighed, "Maybe I am a ghost. I just dreamed and didn't realize it. Otherwise, how can I explain that I will be forever young?"

"Don't say it..." He said sadly, "This time, you can enjoy the joy of family life."

...

Yu Qinghuan slept until midnight. When she opened her eyes, she heard the rumbling sound of cars in the distance.

Sheng Lingren next to her hugged her tightly, breathing heavily.

She could feel that he was not feeling well.

She gently pushed him away and turned on the light. She saw that his brows were furrowed and his lips were trembling. He seemed to be in pain.

She went to the bathroom to wring out a wet towel and wiped his face.

He sighed softly, seemed to feel a little better, and reached out to grab the corner of the quilt.

It was very quiet outside, and there were sounds of cars and sweeping in the distance. It was estimated that it was getting light.

Yu Qinghuan put down the towel, took the key and went out, and went downstairs carefully.

The hotel was closed, but the lights in the corridor and the reception hall were not turned off.

She walked to the front desk, picked up the phone on it, and reached out to dial.

After extending her finger, she was stunned.

She was frozen like that for several minutes, and she silently put down the receiver, turned around and went upstairs, and found Sheng Lingren standing on the stairs.

She was slightly startled, exhaled and walked up.

Sheng Lingren asked: "What's wrong?"

Yu Qinghuan sighed: "I dreamed too long and forgot my home phone number."