Gu Zhiqi fell asleep while leaning on the couch, but when he woke up, he found himself lying on the couch, covered with an additional thin blanket.
Gu Zhiqi pinched the blanket, slowly sat up from the couch, and looked down at the blanket covering him with sleepy eyes, sitting in a daze.
"Awake?" A voice as clear and melodious as water rang in his ears.
Gu Zhiqi's ears twitched slightly as he turned his head slowly, following the voice.
He saw that the woman who had been unconscious last night was now awake, sitting at the head of the bed.
The woman was skin and bones, emaciated to the point of no recognition. She sat there at the head of the bed, holding a book, exuding a gentle and warm presence, her gaze softly falling on Gu Zhiqi.
By appearance, she was a frail beauty with tenderness to the bone.
"Mhm," Gu Zhiqi realized after a moment and lazily responded, then pulled out his cellphone to check the time, it was already noon.
