"I wonder if he's asleep; I really want to go out and check on him."
Amidst her scattered thoughts, Lin Qianru's mind suddenly burst with this idea, startling her enough to vigorously shake her head, trying to fling the thought away. But the more she tried, the stronger the idea grew, swelling like the tide, wave after wave crashing forth.
"I don't want to go out and see him, it's just that I'm worried he might be uncomfortable sleeping on the couch; that's why I want to go have a look. After all, I'm the host; it's only right to care about a guest."
With a reason at hand, Lin Qianru suddenly felt justified and cautiously got out of bed, quietly opened the door without turning on the light. Moonlight streamed in through the window, keeping the living room from complete darkness.
Lin Qianru tiptoed like a thief towards the sofa.
Suddenly, Lu Tianxing's fingers twitched.
