Furrowed handsome brows— the hunk in the mirror furrowed his dark brows back at him.
Bo Yeyuan raised a hand to touch his head and sure enough, it was a dream; even his hair was gone. This hairstyle...
Upon waking.
"There, there, you should lie down and rest while you're sick." Li Qiyu raised her hand to touch his bald head, "Did you look in the mirror when you went into the bathroom just now?"
"..."
"Are you satisfied with the new haircut?" Li Qiyu asked with raised eyebrows, recalling the wicked smile he had when he came out of the bathroom!
Bo Yeyuan remained silent for a whole, long several seconds, until the door was knocked on by a servant, holding a tray filled with bottles and jars of medicine: "Young Lady, I've brought the medicine."
Only then did Bo Yeyuan admit to himself that this was reality, not a dream—
"Bo Yeyuan?" Li Qiyu frowned in confusion, he seemed a bit off.
