At 7 PM, the curtain of night descended quietly.
Shen Chaoxi opened the door to room 1202 and discovered that the lights in the hall were surprisingly off, leaving the interior dim.
She entered the foyer and pressed the light switch, and the hall instantly brightened.
While changing her shoes, she glanced at the hall.
It was empty.
A faint sense of disappointment settled in her heart, but then she remembered that he had treatment during the day and should be across the way.
Just as she had placed the shopping bag on the dining table, the door to her own room was pulled open from the inside.
A man in a dark blue silk pajama emerged from inside.
His handsome face looked sleepy, his short hair slightly disheveled, and he appeared as if he had just woken up.
It was not amiss to sleep and recuperate at home, but the place where he appeared was problematic.