Xia Liu returned home and, not wanting to disturb Zhang Xiaoxue, didn't turn on the lights, but his extraordinary perception power detected someone was in his room.
It was already midnight, and pitch dark at that. Who could be in his room?
"Damn, could it be a thief!" Startled, Xia Liu silently approached the bed. Just as his fist tightened, ready to strike, he sniffed a faint fragrance.
Xia Liu was very familiar with this smell, it was the unique scent of Zhang Xiaoxue.
"Why is Zhang Xiaoxue in my room?" Xia Liu wondered. Could it be that the girl had walked into the wrong room while sleepwalking?
That seemed unlikely, as she was smarter than most people.
"Brother Xia Liu, is that you coming back?" Just as Xia Liu was imagining the possibilities, a faint light from a cellphone shone over.
"Xiaoxue, why aren't you sleeping in your own room?" Hearing this, Xia Liu breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he hadn't acted on his impulse, or he might have caused a disaster.
