In the guest room of Marius' villa, darkness engulfed the space, save for a faint ray of light streaming in through the open window. The curtains billowed due to the wind, allowing glimpses of a meticulously cared-for garden outside.
He Juan leaned against the headboard, closed his eyes and relished in the soothing rhythm of Mu Yuze's breathing. "No," he chuckled. "Don't worry, I'm not asleep yet. How about you? It's already so late. Why are you not sleeping?"
Mu Yuze's voice became softer, as if he was mumbling a secret. "You asked me to give you a call. Besides, I have already slept so much so I'm wide awake now…"
