As the morning sunlight penetrated the thick curtains into Zhuo Xiangqiao's bedroom, Lin Yue was still lying in bed. The night before, with nothing much to do, they had watched a horror movie in Zhuo Family's screening room. The projection equipment there could easily rival that of a movie theater, so the consequence was that Lin Yue couldn't sleep that night. Every time she closed her eyes, scenes from the movie would instantly appear before her, and it wasn't until nearly dawn that she finally drifted into a fitful sleep.
Zhuo Xiangqiao watched Lin Yue, who was sleeping beside him, her body emitting a calming fragrance that eased his mind. Her long eyelashes drooped slightly; in her sleep, she seemed to be dreaming about something, furrowing her brows slightly and letting out a soft grunt. Seeing Lin Yue in such deep sleep, Zhuo Xiangqiao gave a bitter smile, then threw off the covers and walked over to the balcony.
