The next day, as the light of dawn brightened, the first glimmers of morning appeared.
Everything from last night seemed like an unreachable dream. Jiang An climbed out of bed, pulled the lake blue curtains aside, and gentle rays of sunlight poured in, illuminating the girl's dark pupils.
Gao Chuan, who also went to bed late last night, uncharacteristically got up at eight o'clock. Still a bit grouchy from waking, his hair messy, he walked with a solemn face to the bathroom only to find the girl already standing by the sink, wearing pink home attire. Because of her injury, she was trying to squeeze toothpaste onto her toothbrush with one hand, a task she hadn't completed when a hand reached from behind and took the toothpaste from her. Jiang An turned around puzzled, just in time to see the man pick up the toothbrush from the sink and, without a word, squeezed a dab of toothpaste onto it. The tall man silently stood behind her and, having finished, handed it to her.
