After passing by her own bedroom, as if guided by some mysterious force, she stopped her steps.
She wasn't sure if he was awake or not.
Should she call him for breakfast?
Just as she was hesitating, the bedroom door opened by itself.
Her raised hand awkwardly froze in mid-air, stunned at the sight of Song Yunchi suddenly opening the door.
He was still wearing yesterday's clothes, his shirt wrinkled, seemingly not having slept well, rubbing his neck with one hand.
"Awake? Morning."
Lu Meng snapped back to reality, "Are you... feeling better?"
"Much better." After a good night's sleep, he had regained a lot of energy.
He had slept so deeply that he lost track of time.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the next morning.
Seeing her first thing in the morning felt quite nice.
Lu Meng puffed out her cheeks, "Morning."
"Sorry I took your bed. Did you sleep well last night?" Song Yunchi looked apologetic, still concerned about her sleep quality.
