034: Not serious

The night was cool.

More than three hours had passed, and Lai Zhiyun's heart was still pounding with an echo of excitement.

At this moment, she sat at her desk, writing and revising the lyrics of a song.

She was usually highly focused when working, but tonight was an exception.

Her mind kept drifting off every now and then, involuntarily replaying the scene where she kissed Zhou Liao.

Indeed, impulse is the devil.

This rippling heart of hers was still fluttering.

In the midst of all the fluttering, Zhou Liao called again.

"It's so late, why haven't you gone to sleep?" Lai Zhiyun asked, talking into the phone.

From what she knew, Zhou Liao had a more regular and healthier daily routine than hers and seldom stayed up late.

Now it was past eleven, yet he was still awake.

"I can't sleep," Zhou Liao said, his voice slightly husky, "I feel uncomfortable inside."

"Do you have a cold or a fever? Should you go to the hospital and have it checked out?"