Mi Shen woke up in the middle of the night again, feeling an eerie sensation as if someone was watching her. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a blurry shadow swaying in front of her.
"Ah—" she was startled, jumped out of bed, and collided head-on with the shadow.
A dull thump, two cries of pain.
"Ow—" The lights in the room suddenly turned on, and Mao Beibei was holding her nose, tears streaming down, "Mi Xiaoshen, I'm going to break off our friendship!"
Mi Shen had just hit the wound on her forehead, immediately wincing in pain. Turning to look at Mao Beibei, she wasn't much better off, her nosebleed was even triggered by the collision, leaving Mi Shen both annoyed and amused, "What the heck are you doing up in the middle of the night, ghosting around?"
Mao Beibei wiped her nose with a tissue, her face on the verge of tears, "I couldn't sleep, I wanted to talk to you. Seeing you sleeping so soundly, I thought I'd help you wipe off your drool, but then you woke up."