Yu Guolai raised his brows and stared at the other boy's stiff form above him. He said nothing and only stared deeply at the other person.
Then he heard the lamest excuse you could ever hear—
"I-I saw something here."
Yu Guolai had to punch his thighs to stop himself from laughing. He coughed and averted his eyes, nodding.
"Then…. Good night."
After saying that, Yu Weimin took a chance to go back to bed at the fastest speed possible. The boy even covered up his entire body, curling himself with the quilt from head to toe.
He looked like a cocoon, wrapped tightly in a quilt.
Yu Guolai chuckled and shook his head.
The next day, they both got up the same way. Even Yu Weimin's expression had returned to normal as if he wasn't the one sneaking to someone's bed and staring like a hawk in the dead of the night.
