Lu Weixi was taken aback, hurriedly sitting up. She went to the bathroom, and as she was washing her hands and face, she noticed his toothbrush and other morning essentials placed beside hers in the sink, identical in make albeit his was blue while hers was red. Reaching for a towel to dry her hands, she lifted her head to find his towel hanging next to hers. Feeling awkward, she held back her hand and shook it off, deciding instead to return to the room and use a tissue to dry her hands.
At this point, she had no intention of fooling herself. She had developed feelings for Qin Zhiyou. No matter the root of these feelings, whether they stemmed from five years of living together, an infatuation with his appearance, or some other reason...
