Zhu Qingyue's lips curled up slightly, appearing quite pleased.
"...Actually, you don't have to care about what others think,"
his girlfriend comforted.
But right after their monitor said, "Shall we try to find another channel?" she quickly bounced off the bed, grabbed Xu Xiangyang's hand, and prepared to leave.
"Let's call it a day. Xiangyang and I will go back to our room now! You... you rest well,"
After dropping these words, Lin Xingjie headed for the door without looking back, as if escaping the place.
Xu Xiangyang was pulled staggering backwards.
He didn't resist, only managing to turn around to wave goodbye to Zhu Qingyue.
The monitor exaggeratedly placed her hand over her mouth, posing a blown kiss, and mouthed "good night" with a smile.
*
In the middle of the night, Xu Xiangyang woke up.
The rumble of the central air conditioning was particularly grating in the silent, pitch-black room.
