Seeing that Zhang Miao had been silent for a long time, Gu Xiaorou tentatively whispered, "Sister Miao, what are you thinking about?"
Zhang Miao chuckled, "I was just thinking how interesting it is that our good friend's fiance lies here with us in one bed."
Puft!
Gu Xiaorou's face collapsed, "Sister Miao, please don't mention Sister Xiaoxi now. I am already so ashamed that I just wish the earth would open up and swallow me."
Zhang Miao laughed but said nothing further.
After a moment of silence, Gu Xiaorou abruptly sat up, "I need to go to the bathroom."
When Gu Xiaorou left, Zhang Miao turned her body to the side and looked quietly at the sleeping Yang Gang.
Even though the room was still dark, her eyes had adjusted to the darkness. The faint moonlight streaming in through the window revealed his sleeping form.
She brushed Yang Gang's hair, thinking to herself, "Life certainly is unpredictable."