The phone on the table kept vibrating, but Dan Tingye glanced at the caller ID and ignored it.
The phone screen lit up and soon went dark again.
Over and over again.
Maybe she really had slept too much, Meimei didn't sleep for long this time, and she woke up.
Seeing Dan Tingye holding her steadily, she finally confirmed that she was not dreaming.
No dream could be so real; she could even feel his body warmth.
"Awake?"
Dan Tingye glanced down at her, placed her on the sofa, and was about to turn around when Meimei reached out and grasped the corner of his jacket, her big watery eyes looking at him.
"I'm going to get a towel to wipe your face, or do you want to go out like this?" Dan Tingye glanced at her hand, a playful smile on his lips.
His smile was warm, filled with his usual indulgence.
His relaxed tone revealed nothing.
Meimei looked at him, suddenly feeling as if she had traveled back in time, everything returning to before they went to the Zhong Family Estate.
