"You, you, you..." Gu Fuqiao never imagined Yan Zhen Guo would sleep as soon as he said so, without any warning at all.
She was so exasperated by Yan Zhen Guo that she couldn't find the words to speak. Lying awake in the dark, Gu Fuqiao stared at Yan Zhen Guo's silhouette for a long while in silent indignation. Eventually, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. The next morning, Yan Zhen Guo woke her up, and she rubbed her eyes, feeling a moment of blur. Seeing Yan Zhen Guo already sitting up, she reluctantly propped herself up, saying, "Old Yan, why so early?"
Yan Zhen Guo furrowed his brow and then said to Gu Fuqiao, "It's not early. It's actually quite late now. Get up quickly and let's go to the train station."
After saying this, Yan Zhen Guo got Gu Fuqiao out of bed.
Gu Fuqiao sighed deeply, then decided to just go for it, closed her eyes, and directly leaned onto Yan Zhen Guo's shoulder, softly saying, "I'm really sleepy. Can you carry me?"
