The next day, dawn was just breaking.
Lin Zichen acutely sensed the faint light piercing through the curtains and woke up on time from his sleep, feeling a bit heavy.
He opened his eyes and saw Shen Qinghan, who had originally curled up in his arms, was now lying on top of him.
Her head resting on his chest.
Her hand beside him.
A long, fair leg draped over his waist.
Almost her entire body was on him.
The sleeping position didn't look very elegant, but it was quite tempting.
"She's using me as a body pillow,"
Lin Zichen chuckled, gently removed Shen Qinghan's hand and leg from his body, trying not to wake her up.
However, Shen Qinghan today was not as deeply asleep as usual.
With just a light touch, she shuddered like a frightened rabbit.
Then, without even opening her eyes, she cried out with a face of anxiety and fear,
"Don't go, Xiao Chen, don't go!"
As she said this, she instinctively clung to Lin Zichen, holding on very tightly, and refused to let go.