<h4>Chapter 835: These Are Sleeping Pills (3)</h4>


    She didn’t say a word, but her tears welled and gathered behind the rims of her eyes, before they overflowed and slid down her cheeks in two streams.


    The tears hung momentarily at the edge of her jaw and fell on the ground with a silent ssh.


    But they were like boiling hot water hitting against his heart.


    There was a writhing pain inside his chest.


    He quickly put the vial of medicine and the ss of water away, and fumbled around for a tissue to dry her eyes.


    But the tears were now falling at an rming rate and atst, he feltpletely helpless.


    He looked at her and pleaded, “Xiao Qiao, please don’t cry. I—”


    Before he could finish speaking, she suddenly turned around and threw her arms around him.


    “You fool! All sleeping pills have side effects, do you think I’m stupid? Why do you want to take these pills and harm yourself?”


    Her crying had left him at a total loss.


    He looked at her frantically and could only say repeatedly, “Don’t cry, Xiao Qiao, please don’t cry.”


    “Then promise me that you won’t take them again, ok?”


    “Ok.”


    “I’ll massage you to help. I’ve learnt how to do that recently.”


    “Ok.”


    She stopped her crying, grabbed his hand tightly and threw herself into his embrace.


    Hey down on the bed and she sat next to him, extending her hands to softly massage his head.


    He shut his eyes.


    At once, the room fell silent.


    Ten minutes passed. His breathing became even, it seemed as though he had fallen asleep.


    She didn’t stop.


    An hour passed, he had not moved and there was no change in his breathing.


    She still went on.


    Two hours passed.


    The man opened his eyes.


    Suddenly, he turned around and held her in his arms.


    He had thought that if he fell asleep, she would stop and rest.


    But he had been pretending for two hours and she hadn’t stopped.


    He knew that she knew he had not fallen asleep.


    At this point, he could only feel that dull ache in his heart.


    Qiao Lian held onto him tightly.


    The two of themy on the bed, embracing each other.


    But none of them spoke. They stayed like this, eyes wide open, till the morning came.


    The light broke through the clouds.


    Shen Liangchuan sighed in relief, looked at the time and sat up.


    He looked at Qiao Lian, bent over and kissed her on the forehead. “I’m going for some exercise, you catch up on sleep.”


    Seeing that she was still quiet, he added, “I promise you I won’t take those pills anymore. Ok?


    She nodded.


    He got changed into his exercise gear and headed out.


    The moment he shut the room door behind him, Qiao Lian buried her head in the nket and started to cry again.


    She didn’t know why she was crying. She only knew that it would feel awful to have insomnia.


    And she knew that sleeping pills would harm the body if taken in excess.


    But now what could she do?


    Ack of sleep, night after night, to Shen Liangchuan would be pure torture.


    And at some point, the human body would break down.


    What sort of burden was he bearing in his heart exactly?


    Qiao Lian clutched at the nket tightly and couldn’t stop crying.


    –


    While exercising, Shen Liangchuan was feeling distracted.


    The insomnia he was experiencing had actually been easing up recently.


    But seeing the death records of Soul Fighter had worsen things considerably.


    As the cold morning air hit him, his mind started to clear up.


    He understood. He had fallen into a trap.


    The person who had delivered his order wasn’t Soul Fighter, but it had led him to investigate and reopen the wounds from eight years ago.