Screech, scratching.
The irritating sounds of moving objects kept Tang Ye from sleeping, annoyingly forcing him to turn over in his bedding. Unable to bear it anymore, he opened his eyes and saw Ning Yu'er moving a bed next to his, right up against the window where he was lying.
"Hehe... uh... I..." Ning Yu'er awkwardly smiled at Tang Ye's confused expression. She would never tell Tang Ye that she was afraid to sleep alone.
Tang Ye thought that the noise would stop after this, but as soon as he shut his eyes, the sounds started again. He gave up on trying to sleep, sat up, and quietly watched Ning Yu'er struggle to move the other beds.
After she arranged four beds together, sweating profusely, to form a large bed, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and told Tang Ye, "Little Mister, you can sleep here, the pillows are here. One bed isn't enough for you to sleep!"
