Wen Wan hummed in agreement and replied, "Good night."
Jiang Sifan replied as well, "Good night."
After a while, Jiang Sifan heard Wen Wan's breathing even out. She must have fallen asleep.
He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, his mind still replaying their earlier conversation.
Lost in thought, he eventually drifted off to sleep without realizing it.
...
「Meanwhile, in Yangcheng.」
The early morning sun shone through a gap in the curtains, casting a golden streak of light on the floor.
Jiang Yixia opened her eyes.
She paused, stunned for a moment. Then, remembering what had happened last night, she turned her head to look at the floor.
Lu Fan was still asleep, lying on his side. The blanket had slipped down to his waist, revealing his bare torso.
'That guy must have taken his shirt off at some point.'
The morning light fell on his body, outlining the lines of his muscles.
