After spending the entire night entwined with Lu Chenyuan, Lin Yan's arms and legs were draped over him, and her head rested on his arm.
When they woke up in the morning, Lu Chenyuan's right arm was so numb he couldn't bend it, but he didn't have the heart to wake Lin Yan, so he let her use him as a human pillow.
The cellphone on the bedside table vibrated with a buzzing sound.
Fearing of waking Lin Yan, he leaned over to grab the phone, but Lin Yan, still half-asleep, looked at him, turned over, and continued to sleep.
"I'll be right there," he said.
Lin Yan knew that Lu Chenyuan was about to leave, and her sleepiness was instantly swept away.
"I'll make breakfast. Don't you rest on Saturdays? Looking at you these days, you seem to be working harder than before," she remarked.
Ever since Lin Yan started boarding at school, Auntie Zhou didn't come over anymore, and every time Lin Yan came back, the task of cooking fell to her.