It was probably because she stayed up late that Qingran woke up a bit later than usual the next day.
The dormitory was very quiet, Qingran still felt a bit groggy and lay in bed a while longer before she thought to check the time.
The little alarm clock within easy view showed it was 7:40 in the morning. Was it that late?
After realizing she had gotten up later than usual, her brain once again fell into a brief void of thought, and Qingran got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash up. It wasn't until she was brushing her teeth that she remembered, oh, Xie Ying'an had been reading to her before bed last night...
The youth's voice was clear and bright, and his serious reading had a unique charm.
Qingran vaguely remembered initially listening to the actual content he was reading, but somehow or other, she ended up just listening to his voice and eventually fell asleep to it.
