When Shi Wangyue came back with the water, Ning Youguang had already turned on the bedroom light. She was leaning against the headboard, looking at him with a soft smile that left Shi Wangyue completely confused.
"Why do you look so dazed?"
He walked to the bedside, squeezed Ning Youguang's soft, pink cheeks under the light first, then finally brought the cup to her lips.
Ning Youguang took a small sip of water and shook her head. "No more."
Shi Wangyue set the water down by the bed. "Alright, tell me, why are you awake?"
Someone who wakes up thirsty for water—how could they possibly drink only that little? Ning Youguang froze for a second, then slapped her fair palm to her forehead. She hadn't expected her lie to be punctured so easily. She could only confess honestly, "Fine, I had a nightmare."
Shi Wangyue leaned over to her, gently took her hand away, and asked with concern, "What kind of nightmare?"
