Ming Ansheng stood up and strode across to his room.
He walked out of his room with the hairdryer and strode to Su Yue.
Ming Ansheng had left the living room furtively after switching off the TV while Su Yue was drying her hair.
There was only a dim light left in the living room, and she turned to glance at Ming Ansheng's room. He had closed his door.
Did he fall asleep?
Su Yue blinked her eyes, looking puzzled. She strode over and knocked on his door. "Uncle Ming, are you asleep?"
"Yeah," Ming Ansheng replied softly. "You can sleep in the other room."
"Okay, goodnight," replied Su Yue.
Without another word, she spun around and went to the room opposite his.
There was hardly any furniture in the room. Just a bed and a bedside drawer.
The bedsheets were sky blue and it was tucked in neatly.
