However, before she could massage the frown from Gu Yu's brow, the depths of his eyes fluttered open.
Tang Yuran held his gaze in stunned silence for two seconds, then quickly withdrew her hand.
"You're awake?" Gu Yu smiled at the pale, tender face of Tang Yuran before him, his voice husky as he asked.
"Mhm..." Tang Yuran's face couldn't help but bloom with a shy flush. Her eyes darted about uneasily, and if not for the maturity that now lined his eyes and brows, rid of the youthful rawness, she might have thought she had returned to five years ago when he first opened his eyes.
"Did you sleep well?" Gu Yu asked, his gaze intense as he continued.
"It was...okay..." Tang Yuran stuttered a response.
"What time is it now?" Gu Yu turned his head to glance at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was only five past five in the morning, "It's still early, do you want to sleep a bit more?"
