Early the next morning.
Qiao Yuxian hadn't woken up yet when Qiao Weizhou's call came in.
Qiao Yuxian reached for her phone to take a look. After seeing his name, she paused for two seconds and answered the call.
Once connected, before she could speak, Qiao Weizhou shouted, "Sis! Are you okay?"
Qiao Yuxian was buried in bed, her hair a mess on her face, eyes closed, and said weakly, "I was fine before I answered, but now I can't say for sure. My ear might be deaf."
Qiao Weizhou was silent for a moment, then softly asked, "Sis, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, I just dreamt of eating a braised pork trotter," Qiao Yuxian said.
Qiao Weizhou: "......"
Gu Yanjing, who had just entered the bedroom, heard what she said and laughed, "Want to eat it?"
Qiao Yuxian opened her eyes, looked at him, and said, "I want to eat braised ribs."
"Okay." Gu Yanjing brushed the hair off her face and said, "Got it."
Qiao Yuxian smiled at him.
