Mrs. Pei's phone call had disturbed Pei Yibai's sleep, but once he got up, he was wide awake without a hint of sleepiness.
Back in the room, Song Weiyi had shifted her sleeping position.
Earlier, she had kicked off the blanket, sprawling in all directions.
Now, she had clutched the blanket and rolled herself into the middle of the bed.
He shook his head helplessly and picked up the air conditioner remote, raising the temperature by two degrees.
Seeing that it wasn't early anymore and guessing she would be hungry upon waking, Pei Yibai quietly stepped out of the room.
He grabbed his car keys, silently opened the door, and left.
An hour later, a well-rested Song Weiyi opened her eyes.
The sun was already shining on her buttocks.
She rubbed her eyes and crawled out of bed, only to find the room unsettlingly silent.
The space beside her had long been empty, devoid of any warmth; clearly, Pei Yibai had been up for quite a while.
