The bed was soft and the quilt was fluffy and warm, yet Wen Xuyu tossed and turned, unable to sleep. With her eyes closed, her mind was filled with that car, the people inside it, and the words of Shang Rongyuan and Yu Dongzhou. Restless, she flipped over and stared blankly at the ceiling.
At five in the morning, Wen Xuyu finally began to drift off. In her half-awake state, she felt the quilt being pulled back and then tucked in again, very gently, as if the person were afraid of waking her. Wen Xuyu struggled to open her eyes; through the gap in the curtains, the horizon was already tinged with a faint gray light.
"Mom, isn’t your bus at nine?"
Chapter 94