After dinner, Lu Jinnian changed the bedsheets before preparing to return to his hostel.
Qiao Anhao reached forward to grab his hand.
Thinking that she was afraid, Lu Jinnian remained silent. Sitting in front of his computer, he turned it on.
Qiao Anhao lay on the bed playing with her phone.
The apartment was silent besides the buzzing emitted by the computer.
Time flew and it was 11 pm in the blink of an eye. Lu Jinnian laid out a mattress and laid down on the floor, while Qiao Anhao occupied the bed. The blanket covering her had a light fragrance, the exact same scent that Lu Jinnian carried. Subconsciously, the scent flustered her, and her heart beat rapidly.
That night was a quiet night. They looked into the darkness, enjoying the silence as their thoughts ran. Listening to each other's breathing, they gradually sunk into a deep sleep.
