"Okay." Shen Bin's voice was filled with indulgence.
Only then did Ye Ling's anger subside. It was almost eleven or twelve o'clock by her calculations. The two of them finally went to sleep. Early the next morning, as soon as the person next to her moved, Ye Ling woke up. She instinctively glanced towards the edge of the bed but didn't see Shen Chun. The quilt was neatly folded, but the person was gone, causing Ye Ling's brow to furrow. Listening carefully, there was no noise from the kitchen either.
"Where's Chun'er?" Ye Ling looked at the already dressed Shen Bin.
Shen Bin looked up, "I saw her get up at dawn. She said she was going to make breakfast."
"There's no movement in the outer room. How long has she been gone?" Thinking of last night's events, Ye Ling had a bad premonition.
