He stumbled to Yu Tingting's front door, starting to knock on it. Due to being drunk, his knocking fluctuated between being light and erratic, carrying a sense of aimlessness. Yet on such a quiet night, it felt noticeably jarring.
"Yu Tingting, open the door. I have something I need to tell you."
"Yu Tingting, open up!"
His emotions and thoughts continued to blur. Xie Qiyan swallowed thickly, his throat irresistibly alluring, and he began shouting loudly.
Meanwhile, Yu Tingting was deep in a pleasant dream inside her room. Her lips curved faintly upward, her long lashes fluttering as her slender body curled into a small ball. She was basking in the warmth of restful sleep, utterly blissful, until a sudden burst of knocking pierced through.
"Who?"
Still dazed, her sleepy eyes blinked open. She tilted her head, listening closely, only to confirm the knocking was still ongoing.
