When the preset alarm woke Lu Weixi up, she was alone again in the large bed.
Her head throbbed with a painful ache, and her lips were dry. The hangover effect made her feel incredibly uncomfortable. She struggled for a while before finally managing to prop herself up on her arms and sit up. After looking dully at the bedside for a moment, she was about to get up when she just put on her shoes, she suddenly stopped.
Did she remember seeing Qin Zhiyou last night?
When she looked to the side, his side of the bed was untouched and the blankets and pillows did not look used. A glance around showed nothing amiss, except the slightly open window and a clean trash can.
Was it just her imagination playing tricks on her?
She got out of bed and sluggishly washed up. As she was brushing her teeth in front of the mirror, she noticed something unusual about her reflection.