"Sheng Yan?"
The young man was sleeping on the floor with his arms as a pillow. When he heard someone calling him, he groggily opened his eyes.
Before he could see who it was, his body suddenly lifted off the ground.
Startled, the young man came fully awake.
His vision cleared, and that familiar face came into view.
She she she...
Chuzheng placed him on the sofa in the corner, her palm gently rubbing his head twice: "Why are you sleeping here?"
Sheng Yan stared at her without blinking. Did she just... carry him?
Was he dreaming or was it real?
Chuzheng waved a finger in front of him: "I asked you a question, why are you in a daze?"
Sheng Yan came to his senses, his ears turning red, and he muttered softly, "I accidentally fell asleep..."
"Be careful next time."
Sheng Yan dared not meet Chuzheng's gaze and nodded randomly.
"You... why did you come back?" Hadn't she left? What time is it?
"I saw you here."
"Huh?"
