Having had a bit to drink that evening and feeling inherently exhilarated from the fight, Xu Qing was a bit tired now after taking a shower and blow-drying Jiang He's hair.
"Goodnight, sleep early."
He casually said as he turned off the living room lights and went back to his room, flung himself on the bed, and fell straight to sleep.
Jiang He stood in the dark living room for a moment, then turned to her own room bathed in moonlight from the window. She sat on the bed, took out her cell phone, and carefully plugged it in to charge—although it still had plenty of battery, she was afraid it would suddenly stop working like last time.
As she looked at the screen that lit up, Jiang He thought for a while, then opened that thing called UC in the bottom left corner and struggled to type on the screen with her fingers.
「Goodnight」
It should be these two words, right?
She pondered.
