In the middle of the night, Tianxin was sound asleep, feeling a movement next to her. She reflexively assumed it was Chen Yiran and naturally wrapped her arms around him.
However, something seemed off when she cozied up to him.
Why did it feel so soft? When did Chen Yiran develop a chest?
Tianxin immediately woke up and saw her cousin lying next to her, sleeping peacefully. She felt a wave of disappointment wash over her.
She reached under her pillow and pulled out her phone, squinting to see the time. It was already past two in the morning.
As early as eleven, Chen Yiran had sent her a goodnight text, letting her know he was still at work.
For some inexplicable reason, Tianxin felt a wave of sorrow. She realized that it had been a week since she had seen Chen Yiran.
Before she could even process her emotions, she was already sending a text message:
Chen, I miss you.
A minute after her text, Chen Yiran was calling her.
