Waking from her sleep, Qin Yuji only felt a dry mouth and parched tongue. She struggled to open her eyes and gazed out; the bedroom window revealed unrelenting darkness — she couldn't tell if dawn had not yet broken or if it was simply due to the curtains being drawn.
As soon as she turned on the bedside lamp and hadn't even thrown back the covers, Chi Jingxuan stirred awake.
"Thirsty or hungry?"
Chi Jingxuan rasped, and upon receiving an answer, he promptly got up to fetch some water.
When he returned, he held a small plate in his hand, upon which sat a fragrantly tempting little cake.
Four months into her pregnancy, Qin Yuji's morning sickness was nearly gone, but her appetite had grown many times stronger than before, and she could eat and sleep well.
In just over a week, Qin Yuji felt as though she had already put on weight all over, but the bathroom scales she kept under her vanity had somehow vanished.