When Duan Xingzhi got off the plane, it was already midnight. Originally, he wanted her to pick him up, but considering the time he landed, he couldn't bear the thought of her staying up late for him, so he decided to sneak back quietly, thinking this could also give her a surprise.
The driver dropped him off at the doorstep, offered to help carry his luggage upstairs, but was refused by Duan Xingzhi.
"You can go back now, and don't need to come pick me up tomorrow morning."
"Alright."
Duan Xingzhi carried his luggage upstairs, glanced at the time, even his actions of opening the door were deliberately much lighter.
Upon entering the house, he thought she would have gone to bed in the bedroom already, but unexpectedly, the living room lights were still on, the TV was still on, yet she had fallen asleep on the sofa.
He left the suitcase at the entrance, changed his shoes, took off his coat, and then walked over.
