“An, An Yu!!!”
Ning Wanciu was startled, and she wanted to say something in a panic, but in the end, she couldn’t get anything out.
Why?
An Yu should be asleep by now, right?
Not only was she not asleep, but she was also staring at her with her eyes open?
“Ning Wanciu, voice, louder.”
An Yu looked at Ning Wanciu expressionlessly, her cherry lips opening and closing with each word, and Ning Wanciu grew more nervous with every one.
As expected, with her heartbeat pounding like this, there was no way An Yu, who was lying on her chest, wouldn’t hear it.
Ning Wanciu’s face turned slightly red, and she wanted to explain but didn’t know what to say.
She herself didn’t know what was going on, so there was no way she could explain it.
“Hm?”
An Yu blinked.
“Ning Wanciu, are you hot?”
She saw that Ning Wanciu’s face had turned even redder, and according to what Ning Wanciu had said, turning red meant she was hot.
An Yu still remembered that Ning Wanciu was afraid of the heat.
However, she herself felt quite comfortable—Ning Wanciu’s embrace paired with the nearly perfect bed.
Whether it was the softness, the scent, or the temperature, everything felt just the way An Yu liked it.
It was just that some strange sounds were coming from somewhere, which was why she hadn’t continued sleeping.
“I’m not…”
Ning Wanciu subconsciously wanted to refute it, but she realized that she must be blushing again, so she quickly changed her words.
“It is a bit…”
An Yu looked at Ning Wanciu expressionlessly, while Ning Wanciu avoided her gaze, not daring to meet her eyes.
She had clearly promised not to lie.
But she had broken that promise so quickly.
And with the same lie, no less…
“Hm, then, should we pull back the covers?”
An Yu’s voice was cool and without fluctuation, simply asking.
As for why just pull back the covers.
That was because An Yu wanted to sleep with Ning Wanciu, so she didn’t want to leave this embrace.
“Ah… No, no need!”
Ning Wanciu quickly refused; in truth, she didn’t feel hot at all.
An Yu had just been drunk, and if she caught a chill, that would be bad.
“Hm, is that so.”
An Yu nodded lightly without expression; if Ning Wanciu said no need, then no need.
She lowered her head and snuggled deeper into Ning Wanciu’s arms.
Ning Wanciu, in turn, naturally wrapped her arms around An Yu’s waist.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and even Ning Wanciu hadn’t expected that she would subconsciously do something like that.
But it should be fine, right…?
Because An Yu had asked her to hold her.
“Ning Wanciu.”
“Hm…?”
As expected, was something wrong?
“The sound, it’s still going.”
“This… Yeah, it is.”
Ning Wanciu subconsciously swallowed; what could she say?
If it wasn’t making noise, wouldn’t that mean she was dead…?
“Aren’t you going to do something about it?”
An Yu continued to ask.
“Hm… How?”
Ning Wanciu had no way to handle it; even though talking to An Yu had eased her tension a bit, that soft sensation kept reminding her that the two of them were lying in the same bed, sleeping.
“Like this.”
As she spoke, An Yu lifted her small hand expressionlessly.
Right in front of Ning Wanciu, she reached out little by little toward a certain spot.
“Eh?”
Ning Wanciu was stunned for a moment, and her face grew even redder.
What was An Yu… going to do?
Ning Wanciu was spacing out, but An Yu had already completed her action; she reached into Ning Wanciu’s pocket and pulled out… her phone.
An Yu picked up Ning Wanciu’s phone and held it up for her to see. “This, it’s ringing.”
“?”
Ning Wanciu froze entirely; the development of events had completely exceeded her expectations.
Her phone was indeed emitting intermittent sounds, like someone’s breathing…
In this light, from the very beginning, they hadn’t been talking about the same thing.
She had thought… that An Yu couldn’t sleep because her heartbeat was too loud.
Ning Wanciu immediately felt a wave of embarrassment and subconsciously glanced at her phone.
The screen was showing a voice call with Ning Dongli.
“Eh?”
Wh-when…?!
Ning Wanciu widened her eyes; she had no memory of starting a voice call with her little sister?
Could it be… earlier?
She recalled how flustered she had been because of An Yu’s sudden pounce.
Probably, it was then.
But never mind when she had accidentally triggered it—why hadn’t Ning Dongli hung up after answering…?
Instead, she had listened all the way until she herself fell asleep?
Ning Wanciu subconsciously furrowed her brows; she felt like something was off, but she couldn’t figure it out.
“Ning Wanciu, aren’t you going to do something about it?”
…
…
While she was puzzled, An Yu’s unwavering voice came from beside her.
“Ah… Hang it up.”
Ning Wanciu blinked, then reached out and tapped to end the call.
She didn’t know why Ning Dongli had answered and chosen not to hang up, but whatever.
At this hour, Ning Dongli was already asleep, which was quite reassuring.
This might even be thanks to An Yu.
Lately, it felt like everything happening was good.
Thinking of this, Ning Wanciu smiled gently and subconsciously patted An Yu’s head.
An Yu showed no sign of resisting; instead, she nuzzled against Ning Wanciu’s hand.
“Ning Wanciu.”
“Hm.”
“Good night.”
Good night.
Ning Wanciu felt a bit helpless; she really had been overthinking things.
For some reason, when facing An Yu, she always unconsciously started letting her thoughts run wild, then sank herself.
Really… what was wrong with her?
“Hold me tighter.”
Without giving Ning Wanciu time to keep overthinking, An Yu spoke softly.
She finally had this chance, and she wanted to sleep comfortably.
Although Ning Wanciu was her big pillow, she couldn’t take Ning Wanciu home with her.
What a shame.
“Hm… Okay.”
Tonight, Ning Wanciu couldn’t refuse An Yu.
Nor did she have the slightest intention of refusing An Yu.
She completely complied with An Yu’s wishes and hugged her back.
“This time… it’s really good night.”
Ning Wanciu closed her eyes; this time, she should be able to sleep.
Probably… right?
On the other side, in Cheng Shimumeng’s room.
At this moment, Cheng Shimumeng was standing alone by the window, her expression unlike her usual lack of seriousness.
Instead, it was filled with earnestness.
She held her phone in her hand, seemingly on a call with someone.
“Hm, that’s it.” Cheng Shimumeng nodded. “Tomorrow, give the school a day off.”
She said it very casually, as if giving the school a day off was something she could accomplish with a word.
“Hm, any reason will do, just like that.”
After saying the last words, Cheng Shimumeng calmly hung up the phone and put it back in her pocket.
She looked expressionlessly at the night view outside the window, suddenly stretching lazily with a bit of fatigue.
“Hm~”
It was just one extra day off; of course she could decide that, after all, the school belonged to her family.
Tomorrow, someone in the class would have a birthday; tomorrow, that person’s family would hold a birthday banquet.
But tomorrow, nothing would happen.
Tomorrow, An Yu didn’t need to go to school.
yoooooooo our girl meng came in clutch.