By the time Lin Xia slowly woke up the next day, Lu Zheng was already not in the bed.
She reached out and touched the quilt, which was cold, leading her to deduce that he must have gotten up a long time ago.
There was no noise outside; she called out "Lu Zheng," but there was no response.
Lin Xia, supporting her sore back, got out of bed to go to the bathroom and deeply concluded that Lu Zheng, after drinking, was terrifying.
Just as Lin Xia had finished brushing her teeth and was about to wash her face, she heard the sound of a key turning in the door.
She glanced at the doorway and saw a refreshed Lu Zheng returning.
There were a few snowflakes falling on his clothes and head, and he was carrying a red thermos and several sticks of fried dough.
After all that, the guy had gone out to buy breakfast!
Seeing his industriousness, she decided not to hold last night against him.
