"It's so hard to sleep," Song Shoushan muttered, her frustration evident as she tossed and turned in the sheets.
Her eyes held a lingering trace of longing as vivid memories flooded her mind, recalling the scene where Zhang Wei had carried her upstairs.
Her opinion remained unwavering; he was still a scumbag in her eyes, but now, she saw him as a scoundrel with an oddly alluring charm.
During the ride home, she awoke inside the car, but she pretended to be asleep, trying to process the surreal experiences of the day. The sheer number of supernatural occurrences had left her feeling utterly overwhelmed.
"Was he always that handsome?" She pondered, her face flush with a vivid blush. No matter how hard she tried to banish his image from her mind, he seemed to have carved a permanent place within her heart, refusing to fade away.
She knew she was descending into a pitfall, but she couldn't resist the pull any longer.
