The next day
As soon as dawn broke, Yan An woke up.
Her emotions were quite stable, and she was wide awake, even making breakfast early in the morning.
It seemed as if nothing had happened last night.
Mr. Gu saw that she was fine and went to Qiao Yuxian's room.
He opened the door and, just at the moment he entered the room, saw Qiao Yuxian rolling out of bed wrapped in a blanket.
First there was a dull thud.
Then Qiao Yuxian's dazed voice followed with a two-second delay: "Ouch."
Mr. Gu hurried over and carried her back to bed.
Qiao Yuxian was still groggy; she opened her eyes to look at Mr. Gu, then closed them again.
Mr. Gu had reasons to believe that if he hadn't picked her up, she would have dared to sleep wrapped in the blanket on the carpet.
Qiao Yuxian closed her eyes and slept for a while, then suddenly lifted her arm, raising her palm upwards.
Mr. Gu figured it out after a moment and placed her hand on his forehead.
