The next day, Yan Luoxi awoke, her stomach aching from hunger. She sat up, picked up the remote control to open the curtains, and let sunlight pour in, dispelling the darkness in the room.
Yan Luoxi squinted slightly, having not felt the sunshine of W City for a long time. It was still as warm and familiar as before. She lifted the quilt, got out of bed, stretched in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and then turned around to leave the room.
Li Yeqi was reading the newspaper in the dining room. Hearing footsteps, he looked up and saw her standing in the hallway with messy hair and a dazed expression. He said calmly, "Slept well?"
Yan Luoxi had almost forgotten Li Yeqi's presence. Startled at the sight of him, she hurriedly wiped her eyes and tried to smooth her hair, smiling somewhat ingratiatingly, "Well, I overslept, didn't know you'd still be here. Didn't you go to inspect the hotel?"
