Except for the sound of her father's snoring, there was no other sound in the room. Ye Ling sat up, with nothing else to do, regretting not bringing a book along. At least it could have passed the time. Fortunately, the lights in the room were on, and occasionally the sound of firecrackers came from outside. Ye Ling tossed and turned on the bed without realizing it, while Shen Bin, who was sleeping on the bed by the door, raised his head and glanced at her before sitting up.
"Can't sleep?" His deep voice still carried the hoarseness of just waking up.
Ye Ling looked over and saw Shen Bin sitting up. She felt a little embarrassed to keep lying down, always feeling uncomfortable lying under Shen Bin's gaze. She took a pillow to lean against her back and dared not speak loudly for fear of waking her father, "Slept too much."
