In the early morning, as the first ray of sunlight pierced through the horizon from east to west, Ye Xunhuan woke up as usual without the need for an alarm.
Because the curtains were drawn in the room, the light inside was somewhat dim.
Beside him, the rhythmic breathing of Mei Hanqing rose and fell in Ye Xunhuan's ear.
In the dim bedroom, Ye Xunhuan, fearful of waking the sleeping Mei Hanqing, dared not move at all and simply stared at the ceiling in silence.
After an indefinite amount of time, the pleasant ringtone of the cellphone on the bedside cabinet suddenly shattered the room's tranquility.
The gentle ringtone had just started when Ye Xunhuan distinctly felt the delicate body in his arms shiver slightly, then grow incredibly tense, and finally struggle violently, sitting up abruptly.
It seemed she had been awakened by the ringtone!
