Xuxu kept mum and ate the tomatoes in silence.
Aunt Zhang had cooked some porridge for her. After finishing it up, she went back to her room. She took a shower and then collapsed on the bed.
When she woke up, the sky was still dark.
She walked out of her bedroom and went to Yan Rusheng's room. She knocked on the door.
No one responded, so she presumed that no one was inside. She turned the doorknob, and gingerly pushed the door.
The curtains were all drawn tightly, and not even a ray of sunlight could stream in. Xuxu switched on the lights.
She glanced inside the room and got a shock.
Buried underneath the blanket was a man. She could hardly see his head, and only a tuft of his hair could be seen peeking out from the blanket.
Xuxu deliberated for a moment before striding across the room.
She walked to the wardrobe and opened it as quietly as she could. She bundled up all clothes in a pile and took them out.
