In the quiet night, the room was also eerily silent, with only the sound of two people’s breathing, one after another. Jin Zelin felt a suffocating heaviness in his chest, his head was slightly dizzy originally, he thought he would fall asleep once he lay down, but tragically found that he had no desire to sleep at all. Especially when there was... a roommate in the room like a cold ice sculpture! Jin Zelin just felt an oppression within his heart. He had a belly full of grievances, wanting to share them with someone, but this man in front of him was certainly not the best person to confide in. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾※𝙣𝙚𝙩 What’s worse, it seemed like his depressive and suffocating mood... was all brought by him! He felt somewhat mentally unbalanced! Since the roommate had returned to the country, he had been... so cold to him! So cold that he hugely wondered if he had done something wrong to the roommate, but... he hadn’t! Yet, that feeling was so intense. He felt that the roommate seemed to be keeping him at a distance! Even when he was being bullied by others, the roommate wouldn’t help either, which really hurt him! It seemed as if the roommate who used to love him, pamper him, and cherish him was gradually drifting away! This... was not what he wanted! "Can’t sleep?" Qin Song spoke softly. "Yeah." Jin Zelin sighed heavily, "With you here... I can’t sleep!" Jin Zelin spoke truthfully, of course, it was also because he had been drinking, so the liquor emboldened him to say such words. For a moment, Jin Zelin felt the atmosphere in the room grow tense, Qin Song... seemed a bit angry. At that time, Jin Zelin thought, it’s good if he’s angry... If he’s angry, we might as well have a fight and let off steam! Maybe after a fight, he would feel better. But soon, he heard Qin Song’s indifferent voice. "Alright, then I’ll go back, you sleep well!" With that, Qin Song stood up from the sofa. And Jin Zelin thought he could hear the faint trembling of the sofa springs. What, he’s just... going to leave? Jin Zelin felt he still had a belly full of grievances with nowhere to express them, yet the instigator was leaving? Suddenly, Jin Zelin threw off the quilt and jumped down from the bed. "Damn it, who said you could leave, huh?" Jin Zelin’s voice carried a hint of anger. In the darkness, Qin Song stood with his back to the window, against the light, Jin Zelin couldn’t see Qin Song’s face clearly, but, he could feel, at this very moment, Qin Song seemed to be enveloped in a low pressure too. Qin Song didn’t make a sound. One second... two seconds... three seconds... Before Qin Song could speak, Jin Zelin suddenly cried out. "Big brother, my head hurts!" "It’s unbearable, it hurts so much!" As he said this, Jin Zelin thumped back onto the bed and rolled around twice. "Big brother, don’t leave, if you go I’ll sleep even less!" At this moment, Jin Zelin instantly transformed into a cutesy creature, seemingly whining to his owner, and the tone of his speech was so pitiful. Qin Song took a deep breath. This guy, really is so fickle! "What exactly do you want?" He stays, Jin Zelin said he can’t sleep; he says he’ll go, Jin Zelin still says he can’t sleep. This guy, why has he become so difficult now? Was he really overwhelmed by such a small amount of alcohol? Seems unlikely! This guy, what on earth does he want? Jin Zelin snorted, "Anyway, you’re not allowed to go!"