Song Sheng heard birds singing from outside the windows. The sun blinded his eyes as the curtains were left open. His head throbbed and pounded, but underneath him, he felt something soft.
He blinked in confusion, as Qian Meigui appeared in his vision. Her wavy hair curtained him; her lips swollen, bite marks faint on her neck.
Song Sheng stumbled out of her embrace, falling on the floor with a loud thud. Qian Meigui's eyes pried open, startled by the sound and some-what unfamiliar space. She looked over at the fallen Song Sheng, whose eyes were wide, wild and confused. He looked at her with disbelief, and she was not sure if he remembered what happened. Regardless, it was not a good sign.
