March 7th: Hard to Say

In the early morning, March 7th was still a little groggy. In the hazy state between sleep and wakefulness, she vaguely felt that she was hugging a large body pillow.

It was warm and had a comforting scent.

She instinctively tightened her arms, rubbed her cheek against the cushion, and hugged it even closer.

But gradually, she felt that the sensation under her hand was a little strange.

The cushion she was hugging seemed far too big; she didn't remember owning a cushion that large. Moreover, the cushion was rising and falling, as if it were breathing.

Huh? A cushion can breathe?

As the thought crossed her mind, she was instantly wide awake. She groggily opened her eyes, and what appeared in her field of vision was not a pillow, but a chest that looked somewhat familiar.

Upon seeing this, March 7th's consciousness paused for a moment before she came to her senses.

Who else could it be but Bai Luoming standing before her at this moment?

The scene before them caused March 7th's processor to completely crash, emitting a sharp, piercing crack.

"Ah--!"

She let out a scream, almost instinctively, and kicked Bai Luoming hard.

"Bai Luoming! Why are you in my room?!"

Bai Luoming was still dreaming when he was suddenly kicked by March 7th. Although the kick wasn't hard and was through the blanket, it was enough to force him to wake up from his sleep.

He groggily opened his eyes, rubbed his still-dazed head, and sat up, his gaze unable to focus for a long time.

"Huh? What happened... an earthquake?"

His voice still had a heavy nasal tone, clearly indicating that he didn't understand the situation.

Seeing Bai Luoming's state, March 7th frowned and lightly kicked Bai Luoming again, demanding, "What happened? How did you end up in my bed?!"

Bai Luoming was stunned when he heard March 7th's question, and his muddled mind began to work with difficulty.

He didn't rush to reply to March 7th, but instead shifted his gaze from March 7th's embarrassed and annoyed face, scanning the room.

He observed the layout of the room in front of him, along with some luggage, all of which seemed to tell him that this was his room.

Based on his previous questioning on March 7th, he roughly understood what had happened.

Bai Luoming turned his gaze to March 7th, who had now shrunk to the other side of the bed, wrapped himself tightly in the blanket, and was only showing his eyes, which were staring at him warily. He sighed helplessly.

"I said, Little March."

He raised his hand and pointed around.

Is it possible that this isn't your room, but mine?

Upon hearing this March 7th froze.

Her gaze followed his direction, quickly scanning her surroundings.

No matter how you look at it, the room in front of you is definitely not her room.

Once she confirmed this, her previously confident demeanor instantly deflated, and the heat in her cheeks rose at an incredible speed, quickly spreading to her ears.

To hide his embarrassment, March 7th quickly grabbed the quilt, pulled it over his head, and wrapped himself up from head to toe.

Her muffled voice came from under the covers, as she tried to justify her actions.

"Then... who knows if you secretly moved me to your room last night while I was asleep?!"

Bai Luoming looked at the constantly wriggling blanket on the bed, feeling quite helpless.

Then he spread his hands, striking a completely innocent pose.

"I don't know! I fell asleep halfway through watching videos last night. I can't exactly say that I carried you to my room while you were asleep, and you weren't even awake during that time, can I?"

He looked at the bundle of blankets that had wrapped him up so tightly he couldn't help but complain.

"Besides, you really don't need to be so wary of me. We've met before. And you're still wearing your pajamas, what could I possibly do?"

Bai Luoming's blunt statement made March 7th, who was under the covers, pause in his movements.

She glanced down at her perfectly intact pajamas; she was dressed neatly and there was nothing amiss.

It seems... that was indeed a bit of an overreaction.

She loosened the blanket slightly, revealing only half her head, but she still refused to admit defeat.

"Don't worry about that for now. What if you lose control of your instincts?"

"..."

Bai Luoming covered his forehead and sighed deeply.

"You mean, once you get out of bed, I'll become a beast?"

Looking at Bai Luoming, San March 7th spoke without much thought:

"It's hard to say."

Bai Luoming almost choked on his breath when he heard the words "March 7th".

Seeing the stubborn look on the person in front of him, he finally decided to skip the topic and asked March 7th with a serious expression.

"Alright, enough joking around. Seriously, think carefully, do you really have no recollection of how you got here?"

Seeing him get serious, March 7th also frowned, trying hard to search his Remembrance of last night.

Her Remembrance were vivid: she parted ways with Bai Luoming at the door, returned to her room, washed up, and then lay down on the bed to sleep... and then, everything went blank.

She thought about it carefully for a long time, but finally shook her head dejectedly, a hint of confusion on her face.

"I have a complete blackout. All I remember is going back to my room to sleep."

Neither of them remembered it...

Bai Luoming stroked his chin, lost in thought.

He recalled that he hadn't been behaving quite well last night. Normally, he should be fine even if he didn't sleep, and he shouldn't have fallen asleep while playing.

After ruling out the possibility that he came by himself on March 7th, as well as sleepwalking or similar situations, only one possibility remains.

Thinking this, Bai Luoming lowered his voice, leaned close to March 7th, and whispered.

"I've thought about it carefully. Do you think it's possible that Evernight sneaked in to 'attack' me while you were asleep?"

?

After careful consideration, March 7th realized that this was indeed a possibility.

So she immediately closed her eyes, her consciousness sinking deep, frantically calling out Evernight in her mind.

However, no matter how she called out, there was no response from the depths of her consciousness.

However, in a corner unnoticed by March 7th, Evernight was watching everything happening outside with utter boredom, rolling her eyes in exasperation.

Little March is being too cowardly. It's just sleeping in the same bed, right? She's done much more exciting things. She's making a big fuss over nothing.

All she could say was, "I can't help them; it was a waste of the opportunity I deliberately created."

Outsiders waited for a long time on March 7th but received no response.

Even if she were slow to realize it, she understood the truth at that moment. A surge of heat mixed with shame and anger rushed to her head, making her feel like she was being steamed alive.

She opened her eyes, ready to discuss with Bai Luoming how to deal with this mess.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Just then, there was a rapid and loud knocking at the door.

Xing called out to Bai Luoming through the room door.

"Bai Luoming, are you up yet?"

Upon hearing Xing's words, March 7th was so startled she almost jumped out of bed.

She threw back the covers, grabbed Bai Luoming's arm, and asked in a low, urgent voice, "What do we do! What do we do! If Xing sees us, we're dead!"

Being caught by Xing last night was embarrassing enough; if she were caught by her again, she wouldn't have the face to stay on the train.

This is absolutely hilarious!

Compared to her panic, Bai Luoming appeared calm and collected.

He waved his hand, signaling March 7th to calm down, a mysterious confidence on his face.

"Don't panic, it's a minor incident," he reassured her. "Xing doesn't have a room key; she definitely can't get in."

However, not long after Bai Luoming finished speaking, the knocking on the door stopped.

After a brief silence, Xing's muttering to herself drifted through the door.

"Still not awake? Honestly... Luckily I had the foresight to ask the front desk for a spare room key."

Immediately afterwards.

"Drop--"

A crisp, pleasant electronic sound rang out; it was the sound of the door lock being authorized to open.

Inside the room, Bai Luoming's confident expression froze instantly.

March 7th also came to a standstill.

They turned around at the same time, their eyes met, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"..."

"..."

March 7th was so anxious that she kept shaking Bai Luoming's arm, her eyes frantically trying to signal to him.

Click.

The sound of the doorknob slowly turning echoed in the silent room like a death knell.

The door was about to be pushed open.

In his desperation, Bai Luoming disregarded everything else and shouted loudly towards the door.

"He's awake! Don't come in yet!!"