can you come and see me?

"pa da."

the sound of a lighter came from behind.

then, song qincheng smelled the smell of freshly burned tobacco.

yu tingchuan leaned against the wall, a cigarette between his fingers. as he mulled over his thoughts, he slowly licked his thin lips and looked at song qincheng, who was sleeping inside. she was lying on her side, facing the wall. her long hair fell all over the pillow, and most of her neck was exposed outside the thin blanket. she slept quietly and obediently, as if she had returned to the shy child who stayed by yu jing's side with a smile.

biting the cigarette in his mouth, yu tingchuan leaned over and reached out to pull up the air-conditioning blanket for her.

song qincheng took the opportunity to turn over, pretending to be awoken by his movements. she rubbed her eyes and sat up."what time is it?"

the blanket slipped off, unable to block the view in front of her.