Shi Youxuan shut down her computer, covered her head with the blanket, and kept brainwashing herself, "What does it have to do with me, what does it have to do with me, better he freezes to death, who asked him to come over? It's not like I invited him..."
"Huh——"
She threw off the blanket, got out of bed, and turned on the flashlight.
Her phone had only one bar of battery left, which was bound to run out soon. Shi Youxuan quickly found all her thick clothes and put them on.
Then, clutching the blanket, she went to knock on Sheng Hanyu's door: "Knock, knock, knock."
"Hey, open up. I'm bringing you a blanket."
The door didn't open, but Sheng Hanyu's voice came from downstairs, "I'm down here."
Shi Youxuan shone the flashlight down—he was curled up on the sofa, covered with a cushion!
