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Lin Qingqian knew that Jiang Yanshen didn’t sleep well, but it wasn’t like this in the past.

At that time, Jiang Yanshen could still sleep for four hours a day.

“Didn’t he look for Dr. Shen?”

Lu Qinshang looked at the screen and said in a low voice, “It’s not like he had just started suffering from insomnia. He has long developed resistance to drugs so Doctor Shen doesn’t dare to prescribe more for him, afraid that something will happen.”

Lin Qingqian’s gaze landed on the screen again. The man in front of the microphone had deep facial features and a gloomy expression, as if there was a cloud above his head that could not be blown away. His tightly knitted brows seemed to be enduring something and restraining something.

But what was he enduring? What was he suppressing?

The award ceremony lasted until past 11 pm. Although the weather was cold, none of the fans outside left.

Luo Tianxue won the Best Newcomer Award, while Lu Qinshang won the Best Male Lead Award.

Since the manager had booked a venue to celebrate, Luo Tianxue naturally had to call Lin Qingqian along.

Thanks to Lin Qingqian, she was on the trending searches again. Even if Lu Qinshang won the Best Male Lead Award, it wouldn’t affect her popularity.

Lin Qingqian agreed, but she did not leave with her. Instead, she went to pick up the car and brought Han Liubai and Suisui along.

There were still many fans outside. When Lin Qingqian walked towards the parking lot, some celebrity came out and a group of fans rushed over like crazy.

Lin Qingqian didn’t even have time to dodge before she was swept into the crowd.

The fans were holding posters and cards in their hands and she did not know what had scratched her face. Coupled with the fact that the weather was already below zero, her skin felt like it had been cut by a knife. She also did not know how many times her feet had been stepped on.

She was stunned, like a duckweed swept by a tsunami, isolated and helpless.

Suddenly, a warm palm grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the vortex.

She looked up and saw Jiang Yanshen’s abstinent face.

Jiang Yanshen held her hand and let go. Lin Qingqian felt a sharp pain in her foot and fell down.

He grabbed her slender wrist again and picked her up.

Lin Qingqian was stunned and struggled to get down. “Put me down.”

“Don’t move.” Her thin lips squeezed out two words. After a moment, he asked, “Where is the car parked?”

Lin Qingqian’s hand that was holding the car keys pointed at the parking lot not far away…

Jiang Yanshen carried her to the parking lot. He didn’t look down at her the entire time, as if he was just carrying an item.

There was no moon tonight. The sky was filled with dark clouds, and only the street lamps by the roadside glowed faintly.

Jiang Yanshen didn’t find it strenuous to carry her, but because the weather was too cold, his breath turned into white fog.

Lin Qingqian looked at his side profile from the corner of her eye. She saw the white fog coming out and dissipating. She saw the dark circles under his eyes. For some reason, her heart suddenly felt very sour. Her nose felt very sour, and her face was wet and cold.

She looked up and saw that it had started to snow.

Snowflakes floated down like goose feathers and landed on her face, hair, and clothes. They then quickly turned into water.

This should be the first snow of the year.

She had once fantasized that they could watch the first snow together, but she did not expect it to happen under such circumstances.

When she walked into the parking lot, Lin Qingqian pressed the car key. There was only one car flashing in the quiet parking lot.

Jiang Yanshen walked over and put her down.. He then said in a low voice, “Do you need me to call the chauffeur for you?”