When the phone rang, Pei Che woke up. His head hurt, and he felt weak all over. Without opening his eyes, he heard Shen Jianian's voice and thought he was still dreaming.
He was reluctant to shatter the hard-won dream, longing to hear her voice forever.
It wasn't until the voice stopped that he opened his eyes and met Shen Jianian's serene gaze, realizing it was not a dream—she was on the phone with someone.
Guessing who was on the other end of the call wasn't hard.
"You're awake?" Shen Jianian reacted first, stood up, her face just as indifferent as last night when confronting him, "The bar waiter couldn't reach your family, so they called me. Now that you're awake, have your family come over soon. I'm leaving now."
Without waiting for his response, Shen Jianian picked up her bag and left.
"Little Nian..."
