Until the sky outside the window was fully bright, Lin Yue hadn't closed her eyes once; she had stayed up all night with her eyes open. Zhuo Xiangqiao hadn't come back the entire night! Lin Yue hugged herself as she sat on the bed, silently gazing at the door.
In Wei Ziyun's apartment, Zhuo Xiangqiao, holding his head, walked out of the room, his face still showing the listlessness of a hangover. He went into the living room, picked up the glass of water on the table, and poured it into his mouth.
"How did I end up here?" Zhuo Xiangqiao asked. In his memory, the events of the previous night were already a blur.
