Back home, after a shower in the bathroom, lying in bed, turning over several times without falling asleep, I reached out and turned on the bedside lamp with a "click," hugged the quilt, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.....
Wasn't it just agreed to go out together on the weekend? Why can't I sleep, and there's this inexplicable anticipation for that day's arrival — what's going on?
Rubbing my hair vigorously, pulling the quilt over my head, closing my eyes, wanting to force myself to sleep.... A few minutes later, Lan Shan somewhat mournfully lifted the quilt, reached for her phone, unlocked the screen, opened the album, and found the candid photo taken earlier, staring at it without blinking.
As she looked, the corners of her mouth uncontrollably turned upwards, revealing a silly-like smile....
With a hard startle, she snapped back to reality, inwardly berating herself for being useless, locked the phone screen, and stared at the ceiling, pondering something....
