As the twilight falls, the city changes into a dark coat; under the clouds, the neon lights start to gleam.

Si Wan stands still at the window, with her eyebrows knitted. She looks at the mountains in the distance, but in her sight there are only flashing car lights on the highway.

Closing her eyes slightly, she can feel that the light reflected in her eyes fades at once. In the dark big room, only the breath sounds of the two people are immersed in the silent dead sea.

Gong Siming sits up, feeling there is no weight beside him on the bed. He then turns back and finds Si Wan still standing by the window, after which he opens his mouth coldly: “Come to bed”, which suddenly breaks the frozen air.

Hearing this, Si Wan turns around slowly; with the corners of her mouth twitched, she doesn’t look Gong Siming in the eye. After walking straightly to the wardrobe, Si Wan gropes in it for a long while, and finally she pulls out a blanket, at which she looks carefully and finds that it can just cover her up.

“What are you doing?” Gong Siming stares at her, with a complex expression in his eyes.

“Sleep.” After a pause, she adds: “Shut up and sleep. Don’t talk anymore.” As she doesn’t want to waste time talking to him, Si Wan chooses the most direct way to stop the conversation.

“I told you to come to bed.” Gong Siming sounds more irresistible, “Didn’t you hear me?”

“I’m OK here. It's comfortable to make a bed on the floor.” Si Wan braces herself to say this, after which she finds it against her will to say “comfortable” since the name of “Gong Siming” emerged in her life. She really can’t say the word, just like now.

After hearing this, Gong Siming frowns. Draping his coat over his shoulders, he gets up from bed and lightly walks to the little roll on the floor.

Feeling that Gong Siming is gradually approaching her, Si Wan subconsciously moves herself to the corner. Si Wan pinches hard at the palm of her hand after discovering that her back is already against the cold wall. The air in the room feels like frozen at the moment, and when they look at each other in the eye, Si Wan finds a dim light gleaming in Gong Siming’s deep eyes. During her holiday, she has spent most of her time with Gong Siming, but verbal communication between them actually doesn’t exist at all.

As expected, she really doesn’t enjoy talking to people like him. Si Wan says in her heart.

“Go to bed, for the last time I say this.” Gong Siming looks straightly into Si Wan’s eyes without evading.

“I am too sleepy to move.” Waving her hand, Si Wan tries to explain to Gong Siming that she is really sleepy instead of being against him.

Ignoring Si Wan’s sensitivity, Gong Siming reaches out his big hands and takes Si Wan in his

“Gong Siming, what on earth is the relationship between you and me?”

As if he didn’t expect Si Wan would be so calm, Gong Siming gets kind of stunned. When he hears clearly what Si Wan said, his face turns gloomy. She’s right. She is only his nominal wife.

After a snort, Gong Siming releases Si Wan and returns to bed directly. Si Wan pulls the blanket tighter, but after a long while she still can’t calm down. To Gong Siming, what role is she playing? With a bitter smile on her face, Si Wan turns over and begins to sleep.

In the silent night, Gong Siming still can’t fall asleep after turning over and over again. The deep and silent night makes him remember the drunken Si Wan at that night, who clung to him tightly like a sloth, who was utterly shameless, and who was totally different from the cold her just now.

At that time, didn’t she claim to like him? But why is she so calm now? Gong Siming feels a little unpleasant: how could this woman be so capricious?

However, Si Wan, who is lying on the floor, can’t fall asleep either. As in the room Gong Siming’s breath becomes more and more clear, she has to restrain her own breath, in case of exposing the wild beating of her heart.

“Si Wan, are you asleep?” Failing to control his fidgety, Gong Siming opens his mouth. The abrupt sound breaks the silent night, which scares Si Wan out of breathing heavily. Then, she tightly closes her eyes.

Receiving no response for a long while, Gong Siming thinks that she has fallen asleep. Therefore, the fidgety in his heart reaches the extreme.

Doesn’t she like him? How could she fall asleep so fast when staying in the same room with him alone? Gong Siming gives a snort, and then an idea occurs to him.

Has she fallen in love with someone else? Gong Siming knits his brows, and remembers that recently she is getting close to Mu Zhishen. The picture of the two talking and laughing in the car appears in front of his eyes, bringing countless dark clouds to his heart.

A good woman, indeed! She says she likes him, but actually she has someone else in her heart. Feeling extremely mad, Gong Siming decides not to care about disgracing her, now that she has done this to him.

The next day, Gong Siming doesn’t come back. Si Wan, who has been accustomed to his return on time, feels a little disappointed. She was prepared to be good to him since today, as they don’t have much time to be together.

“Ring. Ring…” The mobile phone shrills. Si Wan takes a look, and sees the number of Xiaoyu on the screen. Is there anything wrong in the company?

Si Wan immediately picks the phone up. The anxious voice of Xiaoyu comes from the other side: “Director, Boss Gong, is Boss Gong at home?”

“What? He didn’t come back. What’s wrong?” Si Wan feels kind of confused. But Xiaoyu starts to hesitate in speaking as if she were stunned.

“Oh, I see. There is nothing important, I’ll hang up.” Xiaoyu is about to speak, but says nothing. Becoming aware of something wrong, Si Wan tries to ask, but Xiaoyu opens her mouth again: “Director, please don’t watch TV or surf the net recently, I’ll handle everything in the company well, enjoy your holiday.”

After Xiaoyu says these quickly, she hangs up in haste. Si Wan feels totally confused and the worry in her heart gradually increases.

In the morning, under the shining sun, the servants are cleaning the courtyard of the villa of the Gong Family. Somebody turns on the television, and the morning news is heard all over the hall.

“It is reported that in the early hours of yesterday morning, Gong Siming, the CEO of the Gongshi Group appeared in front of a hotel with the popular star Han Jingjing; according to the witnesses, they looked very intimate…”

The sound of a standard broadcasting echoes in the hall which is covered by the sunshine. Right after Si Wan goes downstairs, immediately she hears the broadcasting and becomes stunned. She feels colder and colder in her heart: he stayed out all night?

With sharp fingertips thrusting deep into her palms, she is overwhelmed by the huge bitterness inside her heart. No wonder last night, the phone call of Xiaoyu was so strange. Perhaps Xiaoyu saw both of them. She was so foolish that she thought Gong Siming would not go beyond his bounds any longer. How could this be possible? He is the man who hates her so much.

After steadying herself, she comes slowly to his door. Her hand that pushes the door stops in the air, as suddenly she is afraid to look inside.

“What are you doing here?” A low voice comes from behind, which makes Si Wan still.

Gong Siming is standing behind Si Wan. The messy clothes and hair remind her of his sleepless night. Si Wan takes a deep breath, and after that she smells a pungent perfume. With a careful look, she finds there is a striking red lipstick on his shirt.

“Hurry to clean yourself up, don’t make grandfather angry.” With a slightly trembling heart, Si Wan tries her best to hold back her tears. She looks indifferent but her fingertips have thrust into her palm.

The corners of Gong Siming’s mouth lift a little, and he smiles as if his trick worked, “Don’t worry, I’ll do this immediately. I won’t embarrass you.”

Entering the room, Gong Siming disappears from Si Wan’s sight.