Si Chen caressed Tong Yao's hair, asking in a soft voice, "Did you remember his face clearly?"
Tong Yao nodded, "I do."
The insomniac Han Enzhen said, "I remember as well, I can sketch his face - I'm an Art student."
Hearing this, Fu Yiheng responded, "So you study Art, no wonder you seem soft and weak."
It's a pity he's a man, if he were a woman, he wouldn't be holding a scalpel but a paintbrush.
Just as Han Enzhen was about to respond, he saw Guo Jinnian stirring in the opposite bed. Tong Yao thought she had woken up, but then saw she had her eyes closed, her expression filled with pain.
Tong Yao quickly said, "Wake Jinnian up quickly, she's having a nightmare."
Before the sound of her words could fade away, Fu Yiheng went over and lightly patted Guo Jinnian's cheek, "Wake up Hercules, wake up."
Hearing this nickname, Tong Yao stifled a laugh. Just as she was about to say something, Guo Jinnian opened her eyes, Fu Yiheng immediately stopped calling her.
