Qian Meigui's eyes fluttered open. She blinked, puzzled by the unfamiliar setting. She sat up abruptly and gazed around the room. She felt the sheets of the bed and picked up a familiar musky scent. She glanced at the blinds of the window, and she could not tell it was sunset or early morning.
Feeling well-rested, she could tell that she had slept throughout the night and felt guilty for it.
She jumped from Song Sheng's bed and peered the door slightly opened. She peeked down the empty hall, and her heartbeats settled. Qian Meigui loosed a deep breath and opened the door quietly, trying not to make any noise. She had to leave the apartment as she was going to be late for work, and she felt embarrassed for overextending her stay.
