Zzz… zzz…
After a whole night of thinking, Zhao Yu had laid down on the sofa at daybreak and finally fell asleep. Cui Lizhu couldn't bear the fatigue either and fell asleep leaning on Zhao Yu's shoulder. It'd be easy to misunderstand the relationship between the two if an outsider had seen them.
As the sun rose to its peak, rays of light filtered in through the small gaps between the trees and rested on Zhao Yu's face. A warm breeze blew, and the leaves rustled. Birds were alive with song in the trees. It was a crisp, pleasant song that only made their sleep better. However, their dreams were cut short when the phone began to ring.
O' hero, chase after my dream with me… Zhao Yu's phone rang with his all too familiar ringtone. With a yawn, he woke up and raised his arm. Cui Lizhu, who had been lying on his shoulder, fell into his arms. He tried to push her but to no avail. She clung onto his neck and continued sleeping.
