The next morning at dawn, noises emanated from the kitchen, and Fang Yi woke up.
Xia Ziqi came out of the kitchen and said, "You're awake."
Fang Yi smiled and replied, "Thank you for the trouble."
Xia Ziqi laughed and said, "It's no trouble at all, by the way, where is Sister Yuying? I can't find her anywhere, not even in the bedroom. It's almost time for breakfast; did she go out?"
Fang Yi paused, as if he hadn't heard Xia Ziqi's words, a bitter smile appearing on his face. It turned out that last night wasn't a dream but reality; the lingering scent in the air made Fang Yi's mind wander.
The person had left, but the lingering fragrance remained, making it difficult for anyone to concentrate.
After sitting on the sofa for a long time, Fang Yi got up, had breakfast with Xia Ziqi, and then left home to go to the training base.