The sky lightened up, and Gu Jinghang was awakened by the bright sunlight. He furrowed his brows. With one opened eye, he peered at the verdant banyan trees outside of the window, befuddled.
Everything that happened last night seemed unreal as though it was clouded by mist. He was dreaming, wasn't he? Ran would only treat him so well in his dreams.
However, his reveries were disturbed by the sounds of snoring next to him. Startled, he turned around and saw Song Ran. Her head was tilted, and her eyes were closed. She was sound asleep, her head leaning against a wall.
Suddenly, his heart went soft. Even his breathing came to a stop.
Without delay, he got out of bed, forgetting all about his slippers as he walked to her and carried her in his arms. The cement floor was so cold and she was such a fragile person. She wouldn't be able to continue her sleep without catching a cold.
