Lu Zhou had never allowed anyone other than his family to stay overnight in his own home. He had been told by his friends that living in such a large house alone was a waste.
But this time, he broke his rule.
Well, not really "broke".
After all…
He was a responsible man.
The next morning.
The winter sunrise was late as usual. The entire Purple Mountain was still immersed in heavy fog. It was dark except for the street lights.
Lu Zhou slowly opened his eyes and got up from the bed. He then looked to the side.
Her thin lips and the delicate nose moved gently with the rhythm of her breathing. Her sleeping face was peaceful and warm, like a cat dreaming of a mountain of fish. He didn't want to wake her up.
He couldn't help but watch for another five minutes. He then got out of bed gently and went to the bathroom. After his bathroom routine, he threw a towel on his shoulders and went out for a jog.