Early in the morning, Lin Yan saw a piece of news on her mobile phone that chilled her from head to toe.
A young girl had acid thrown on her in the street, pulled down from a taxi.
The taxi's license plate was visible in the photo, and Lin Yan, who had an excellent memory, felt her heart thumping.
She took her phone and dove under the covers.
Chenyuan was still not fully awake when he felt something small and milky smelling snuggle up to him and embraced it instinctively.
"Are you awake?" Lin Yan whispered into Chenyuan's ear.
His warm breath on the root of his ear, Chenyuan opened his eyes and said with a nasal voice from just waking up, "If you ask me to get up, I will definitely get up."
Lin Yan adored Chenyuan's deep, magnetic voice; it was like a small hook that could catch at the very heart.
"Look at this; it will really scare you." Lin Yan frantically showed Chenyuan her phone, almost smashing it into his face.
