That night, Ji Yuqiao suffered from insomnia again.
She lay in bed, tossing and turning, and most of the time, she simply stared at Lin Xu's sleeping face, her mind a tangled mess of jumbled thoughts, completely devoid of any urge to sleep.
As a result, when she got up the next day to send Ji Zeqiu out, she looked groggy and sleepy.
With a dazed expression, she rubbed her eyes at the door, bidding farewell to Ji Zeqiu, "Second brother, just go ahead, and if you miss me too much, just send me some extra pocket money."
"If you're still not awake, go back to your room and sleep some more, so you don't talk in your sleep during the middle of the day," Ji Zeqiu tapped her on the head.
Ji Yuqiao yelped in pain and staggered towards the sofa, covering her head, then collapsed straight onto the couch with her eyes closed.