Inescapably, the image of herself just getting up appeared in her mind.
Mu Ke has mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, and combined with the precision required for his profession as a doctor, his biological clock is always very punctual, today being no exception.
At the time he was supposed to wake up, he immediately opened his eyes, but today, there was something different.
Mu Ke slightly turned his head and saw the person lying beside him. Before they fell asleep yesterday, he and Jiayu were at a certain distance from each other, not touching.
But just now, when he woke up, Jiayu was right next to him, very close, with even a few strands of her long hair resting on his pillow.
The woman lay on her side, with most of her face buried in the pillow, eyes tightly closed, like a sleeping baby.
