Xue Yang rarely had dreams. He was a sound sleeper; as long as no one disturbed him, he could sleep all day. But tonight, he dreamed.
In his dream, he was plummeting from a great height into an unknown abyss. The sensation of weightlessness made him instinctively grasp for something nearby. It wasn't until he smelled a familiar, clean fragrance that his restless heart was instantly soothed, and he gradually relaxed.
Xue Yang fell back asleep, but Lin Xi had been awakened by his movements. She grabbed her phone and glanced at the screen. It was 11:13 AM. She hurriedly nudged the still-sleeping Xue Yang.
"Xue Yang, Xue Yang, get up! You have to wake up."
"What time is it?"
"It's past eleven!"
Xue Yang turned over and mumbled, "Let me sleep for five more minutes."
"No way. We agreed to go skiing today, and we can't be late. Get up."
Lin Xi desperately tried to pull Xue Yang up, but he pulled her down instead, causing her to tumble into his embrace.
