When he left Sun Jiao's room, it was already noon.
A smile rose unbidden to his face when he recalled the intimacy from last night.
She seemed to sense that he'd be gone for a while because she'd been extra passionate.
By the time the two fell asleep in each other's embrace, it was already late into the night.
He stretched his stiff body and walked to the bathroom.
With a light press on the touchscreen, hot water filled the sink. Taking a deep breath, he leaned against the sink and submerged his head into the water.
After holding his breath—
"Huuuu!"
He resurfaced from the water and briskly shook his head feeling refreshed. Jiang Chen looked at his reflection in the mirror and let the water droplets roll down his face.
"It's been three months."
He touched his chin, lost in his memories of three months ago, back in July. It was the middle of summer, and as soon as he came here, he encountered a girl on the verge of starvation.
Jiang Chen laughed.
