The room did not have the lights on, nor the heater, so when An'an pushed open the door, she couldn't help but shiver.
She reached out to turn on the light at the entrance while changing her shoes and surveying around. No lights were on anywhere. Could he be asleep? Or had he not come back at all?
Feeling puzzled, she walked into the house and reached out to turn on the living room light, only to see the man lying on the sofa.
Seeing his thin shirt, An'an immediately walked over and woke him up. "Little Uncle, why are you sleeping here in such cold weather?"
Her voice made Su Yan open his eyes. What came into view was her placing a bunch of beautiful roses on the coffee table.
He sat up from the sofa, pretending not to have seen it, and merely asked her, "Why did you come back so late?"
"I had dinner and then went to a late-night movie. He gave me these flowers." An'an spoke with a smile, which turned a bit shy.
