"Cthulhu..."
A vague whispering voice came through.
Su Ziyu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up on the bed.
"What's wrong?" Pasha's gentle voice sounded, with a hint of doubt in her expression. As the blanket slid off, it revealed a patch of fair skin and a bit of rounded contours.
Su Ziyu shook his head and said, "Nothing."
He reached out and wrapped his arm around Pasha's waist, who was leaning on his shoulder. It seemed that he was no longer sleepy; it was three o'clock in the morning, with a little time left before dawn.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Pasha slightly turned her body and gently pressed Su Ziyu's temples with her fingers, asking.
"Hmm." Su Ziyu nodded, turned his head, and kissed Pasha on the cheek. He said, "You sleep."
"I'll go out for a smoke."
After saying that, he got up, put on his clothes, and went directly outside the room.
The weather was a bit cold.
