In the second half of the night, Lin Gantang woke up and wanted to visit the washroom. The person beside her was still asleep. She got up gently, afraid of waking him up. However, just as she moved, she realized that his hand was holding hers.
She gently tried to pull it out but could not. Wen Yanqing held it very tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
Lin Gantang turned on the dim bedside lamp and realized that Wen Yanqing was frowning unconsciously while he slept. It was not the peaceful sleeping appearance that she had imagined.
Lin Gantang didn't know if he was dreaming. Otherwise, why couldn't he relax his brows even when he was sleeping?
Lin Gantang pried his fingers away one by one. When she pulled her hand back, she looked up and realized that he had been woken up by her actions.
"Where are you going?" Wen Yanqing's eyes were red from exhaustion.
