Early the next morning, before the sky was even light, Jiang Shu opened his eyes.
He was awakened by pain, a sharp and biting cold pain.
However, because he had exercised a bit the night before, he found it easier to fall asleep than usual, and he slept longer.
But around three or four in the morning, he was still awakened by the pain.
Upon waking, he looked out the window.
In the pitch-black night, Jiang Shu's eyes still reflected a dark light.
He glanced at Jiang Hongming, who was sleeping on the chair, and watched for a long time.
Since he got sick, Jiang Hongming hadn't had a good rest even for a single day.
And his mother, who had to bring them food and do laundry every day.
He took all this in but said nothing.
Unconsciously, the sky was getting light, and Jiang Shu noticed that Jiang Hongming was about to wake up, so he immediately closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Woo~
