Huo Siyu hugged her tightly, and their bodies were almost pressed together. While Shen Li was still contemplating, Huo Siyu had already fallen asleep.
Just like that, asleep? Shen Li was overwhelmed with a sense of unreality as she stared at the ceiling, a transparent glass-like surface showing the actual scenery outside. The weather had turned overcast, as if it was about to rain.
Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, right? She didn't particularly like celebrating the New Year—a family reunion day was torturous for her. As for this year's Chinese New Year's Eve...
Forget it, let's talk after waking up.
They were so close that Huo Siyu's hand remained on her waist. Shen Li thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but sleepiness came over her surprisingly quickly. She was running a fever, feeling continuously cold, but now being pressed against Huo Siyu was like embracing a furnace, providing her with exceptional comfort.
