In the room, Lin Yue experienced a mix of nervous excitement and inner conflict, but she saw Gu Feng conscientiously take an old military coat out from his wardrobe.
Before Lin Yue could feel awkward, he said, "You go to sleep; I'll just make do with a bed on the floor."
After the light was turned off.
Lin Yue lay alone in Gu Feng's bed, where in the silence of the room, she could only hear her own heartbeat quickening.
The weather had cooled down.
Especially here in Beijing's Houhai area, the climate was even more desolate than the bustling city center.
Lin Yue pulled the covers over herself and turned to face the direction where Gu Feng had made his bed on the floor, whispering softly, "Are you cold?"
Gu Feng replied, "Cold."
With just one layer of clothing over him, his back felt chilled.
Laid on the floor, there was no blanket to cover him.
Lin Yue also felt bemused by his straightforward response.
Then why did you insist on making a bed on the floor by yourself?
