"Achoo!"
"Achoo!"
"Achoo!"
In the midst of his sleep, Yang Xiao suddenly felt a chill and sneezed 4 or 5 times in succession, "Who is thinking of me with such urgency?" he grumbled as he was forcefully awakened.
After waking up and drawing back the curtains, the dazzling sunlight streamed in; it was already broad daylight outside. He picked up his cell phone, and there was a message from Yang Cha, saying he was coming to check on him.
After replying to the message, Yang Xiao sat on the sofa to wait—waiting for Yang Cha and also for his sumptuous breakfast. Meanwhile, images of a young master's refined smiling face floated uncontrollably into his mind. Recalling their previous interaction, he detected a slip-up in the conversation.