Jie Jingchen wasn't asleep. He looked at the familiar figure of Qin Mei in his arms, nudged her smooth shoulder, and called out in a low voice, "Meimei, your brother is waiting outside."
"Let him wait," Qin Mei mumbled, exhausted and unbearably drowsy. Her voice was slurred.
Jie Jingchen chuckled. "He can wait for you, but the train won't wait for him."
Qin Mei didn't make a sound. When Jie Jingchen couldn't wake her, he remembered what she had said before they went to sleep. He had promised her, and if he let her stay, she would definitely blame him later.
Jie Jingchen agonized for a few seconds before letting go of the woman in his arms. He got up and changed, then helped Qin Mei change as well. He even washed her face, but she still didn't wake up. Jie Jingchen felt a mix of pity and helplessness.
When Mrs. Xie saw Jie Jingchen emerge carrying a sleeping Qin Mei, she raised an eyebrow. Glancing at Qin Xiang, she asked Jie Jingchen, "Jing Si, what is this?"
