Early in the morning, when Youyou woke up, the sun was already shining on his backside.
The sun had climbed high into the sky, and the little guy rubbed his eyes, thinking he was still dreaming.
Because Teacher Ye hadn't left.
Ye Xi was squatting on the ground, tidying up the suitcase that he had long since made a mess of, her long hair hanging down on both sides as she casually tossed it behind her with a movement so graceful that the little fella couldn't take his eyes off her.
Lu Youheng thought to himself that Teacher Ye was really pretty, just like a fairy.
It wasn't until Lu Lingxiao, who had just come back from smoking outside, entered and found that Youyou was already awake.
Upon hearing the noise at the door, Lu Youheng turned his head and met his dad's eyes.
Dad seemed to be in a noticeably good mood, looking more spirited as if he'd won the lottery.
"Awake?"
Lu Lingxiao asked, lifting his eyelids.
