First Love in My Memory(3)

7

I have been lying on the bed for almost an hour and found that the reason why I couldn't fall asleep might not be because of Ryan, but because I was simply used to sleeping in my own bed.

Since I couldn't fall asleep, I gave up sleeping. I opened the door on tiptoe. It was quiet in the living room, and no one was there.

I'd like to get some water. I went to the kitchen in the dark and glanced at Ryan's room. The door was closed. He seemed to be asleep.

I didn't know why I acted like a thief, and I was not used to the darkness innately. I didn't know where the water dispenser was.

"What are you doing?"

A cold voice sounded in the darkness. I looked up and found that Ryan was sitting on the marble table in the kitchen. The moonlight outside the window lit his face, and he looked down at me quietly.

"I... I'd like to get some water," I said in a low voice.

It seemed that Ryan was shaking a medicine bottle, and the sound of medicine grains rolling was very clear at night. We just