Jian Hang walked all the way back to the hotel, and when passing by the hotel front desk, she asked them to send a quilt up to their room.

Back in the room, Qin Moling was leaning against the balcony guardrail, with his back to the bedroom and a glass of wine in his hand. He faced the endless blue and mysterious Aegean Sea.

Jian Hang gently closed the door; he didn’t look back when he heard the sound.

Jian Hang turned on the light and saw that Qin Moling was wearing pajamas and that he had already taken a shower.

“Have you had dinner?” she asked concernedly.

Qin Moling took another sip of red wine and swallowed all the emotions in his heart along with the wine.

He turned around and said in the same tone as usual, “I’ve eaten.”

Jian Hang nodded, put down her bag, took the nightgown from her luggage, and went to the bathroom.

After a while, the hotel staff knocked on the door and delivered a quilt.

Qin Moling received it. No need to think about it: it was Jian Hang’s intention to sleep separately from him tonight.

He stared at the quilt for a long time, put the quilt on the sofa, and returned to the terrace.

… …

Half an hour later, Jian Hang came out of the shower; her hair was dried, and she had just applied cream on her face, patting it gently on her skin with her fingertips.

After standing at the foot of the bed for a moment, she looked at Qin Moling’s back and asked, “What time will the makeup artist come over tomorrow?”

Qin Moling did not turn around but kept looking at the sea in front of him, “Seven o’clock.”

Jian Hang turned off the lights in the bedroom, leaving only the floor lamp next to the sofa and the lights from the coastline to illuminate the room.

The lighting in the room was just right.

She picked up a pillow from the bed and put it on the sofa, “I’ll sleep on the sofa tonight.”

The sofa was ninety centimeters wide, enough for her to sleep on.

Qin Moling couldn’t possibly let her sleep on the sofa, “You sleep on the bed.”

Jian Hang refused, “No, the length of the sofa is just right for me, but not enough for you to sleep comfortably.” The sofa was actually long enough for Qin Moling to sleep on, but it was not spacious. She shook off the quilt and nestled in the sofa to play with her mobile phone.

She had already occupied the sofa, and Qin Moling no longer insisted on letting her sleep on the bed.

Jian Hang had been on a business trip in Suzhou City for almost two months. She has had no time to play games. She had a rare free day today and happily logged in to her account.

But before she could get enough of it, she began to feel dizzy and a little nauseous while looking at the game.

The last time she was hospitalized, Jian Hang also had this symptom while playing games. At that time, she thought she was hungry, so she asked Qin Moling to buy her jianbing.

But tonight, she wasn’t hungry at all.

The dizziness began when she started playing the game.

Jian Hang’s heart skipped a beat—she felt dizzy when playing the game.

She was nauseated before, and now she actually started to feel faint.

For a moment, untold sadness came over her.

Playing games was her only outlet outside of work. If she couldn’t even play 3D games in the future, what else did she have to look forward to during her work breaks?

“Qin Moling,” she called him.

The dinner he planned carefully was ruined and now she wanted to sleep separately, Qin Moling couldn’t possibly be happy in this situation, but no matter how unhappy he was, he had no temper when he faced her.

He came in from the terrace, “What’s wrong?”

Jian Hang didn’t know why he told him. Perhaps she was feeling very down and needed to talk to relieve her worries, “I get dizzy when watching 3D. I can’t play my game.”

“…”

Even while Qin Moling was angry, he still comforted her, “You didn’t sleep well on the plane, perhaps it’s because of jet lag.”

He raised his chin slightly towards the floor lamp next to her and told her, “Turn off the light and go to bed. Just take a good sleep and feel better.”

Jian Hang couldn’t deceive herself that this dizziness was due to jet lag. “This has been happening for a long time, but I didn’t take it seriously.”

“Playing games make you dizzy. Not being able to play is not necessarily a bad thing,” Qin Moling said.

“…”

Someone like him who thought playing games was ‘trifling destroys the will’ would never understand.

Jian Hang threw her phone aside and lay down, “You should go to bed early too.”

Qin Moling put down his wine glass and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly.

There were roses specially scattered by the hotel staff on the bed spread, and he cleared the petals aside.

When Qin Moling lay on the bed, Jian Hang reached out and turned off the light.

The sofa was at most three or four meters away from the bed. The room was very quiet, and the slightest movement of someone turning over was particularly clear.

Jian Hang was not used to sleeping in the same room as Qin Moling. She closed her eyes, opened them for a while and then closed them again.

More than an hour passed, she kept turning over and over, but she still couldn’t fall asleep.

Jian Hang said, “Are you asleep?”

After two seconds, Qin Moling said, “No.”

Like her, he couldn’t sleep at all.

There was the matter of jet lag, as well as other reasons.

Jian Hang really couldn’t sleep just now. She kept thinking about her 3D dizziness, and she couldn’t bear to give up the game.

Jian Hang turned on her side, supporting her head, and tried to negotiate with Qin Moling, “If you’re not sleepy, how about I teach you how to play games?”

Qin Moling: “…”

He was already angry with her all night, and she still wouldn’t let up and let him sleep in peace.

Marriage First, Love Later translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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Chapter 32.1 — Accelerated Heartbeat
Chapter 32.2 — Accelerated Heartbeat
Chapter 32.3 — Accelerated Heartbeat
Chapter 33.1 — Unforgettable
Chapter 33.2 — Unforgettable
Chapter 33.3 — Unforgettable