The next morning, Ye Xinluo was awakened by the commotion in the room. Opening her eyes, she saw him crouching by the bed, searching for something in the nightstand. She furrowed her brows slightly and, with sleepy eyes, couldn't help asking, "What are you looking for?"
Upon hearing her voice, Beichen Rui glanced back at her, reached out to ruffle her hair, "Did I wake you? I'm heading to the airport soon; it's still early, want to sleep a bit more?"
"Hmm." Ye Xinluo nodded, glancing at the clock; it was not yet eight. She yawned, resisted the urge to sleep, and watched him. After a while, he seemed to find what he was searching for, stopped rummaging the nightstand, and sat by the bed, holding her with the quilt wrapped around her.
He planted a kiss on her forehead, his tone gentle as he spoke, "It's getting late, I have to go to the airport. If you need anything while alone at home, just find Tong Ma or Housekeeper Lin. If you miss me, just call."
