The next day,
Sang Qian gained consciousness with an aching body yet again. She slept too much. She hadn't worked out in a long time. The first thing she thought was to start working out again. When she opened her eyes she was faced with Wang Zhao's sleeping face.
His face was not that close to her but not at a safe distance either. His one arm under her head supporting her like a pillow. She was surprised. She was also facing him and was close to him. She wondered if this was also a part of her dreams?
She pursed her lips. She definitely needed to maintain some distance. She was getting too comfortable and it bothered her. Not because she didn't want to but instead because she thought it was uncomfortable for Wang Zhao to be this close to her after such a heartbreak.
He wasn't complaining because he made it clear the other day that he is doing all of this because he took the responsibility. She sighed. Was she overthinking? Was this all normal?
