A Long Night

One night later, Ye Qingxuan stared annoyingly at the similarly-ashen Charles. Who had ever heard of sixteen explosions in one night? They were even better at music theory than other students. It must be Charles’ fault.

"Okay, blame me." Charles opened his mouth and blew out smoke from the explosion. "I’ll go stand in the corner for the next test."

"I think I’m going deaf. Let’s sleep first." Ye Qingxuan yawned and felt he was going to pass out.

"I’ve been waiting for you to say that for two days." With a laugh, Charles collapsed onto the ground and soon began snoring.

Ye Qingxuan sighed. He laid a piece of dust-cloth over Charles and crawled onto the broken sofa covered in parts, without caring if it was clean or not. He fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.