That night, Gu Yuan didn't sleep well.
She kept having a bizarre dream, a dream that made her anxious, as if it was a kind of separation... Half awake, half asleep, it continued until a few minutes past six in the morning when she opened her eyes and felt a heavy pressure on her chest.
The quilt in front of her was piled up, and some weighty thing was pressing on her chest.
She reached out to touch it and felt coarse, hard hair. Gu Yuan, who hadn't experienced such a situation for a long time, was so startled that she pulled her hand back.
The next second, Chi Yu's face zoomed in right before her eyes: "Yuanyuan, you're awake!"
Gu Yuan: "..."
She finally understood why she felt so uncomfortable upon waking up; his head had been pressing on her chest the whole time. His ink-black, coarse hair was sticking up due to his sleeping posture, and when he realized she was awake and looked up at her, he looked just like some meme.
