"Baby..."
(looking up)??
"Baby..."
(trying to get up)??
"Baby..."
(standing at attention)??
"Baby..."
(standing tall)??
"Baby..."
(tent)??
A series of soft, sweet voices that were obviously spliced together from audio using some special method rang throughout the room.
Xia Yan instantly opened his eyes. There was no sleepiness or confusion in them. Instead, a tangible flame burned within his deep gaze.
??.
This was a specially edited alarm made from the voice messages Hua Xin had sent him earlier, guaranteed to fill him with energy every morning he had to get up for work.
The room was somewhat dim, and the curtains had not yet been drawn open.
Compared with the dormitory, home was indeed much quieter.
What day was it?...
Xia Yan reached out and groped for the iPhone beside his pillow.
October 18, Sunday...
He had been working like crazy every Saturday and Sunday for the past two weeks. Originally, he could only make two or three house calls to install computers a day, but now he had reached the astonishing minimum of seven!??
For a million-yuan bride price... for marrying a wife??...
Xia Yan seemed to see the scene of his online wife, Hua Xin, hugging his arm and calling him "husband"...
"Phew..."
A trace of determination flashed through his eyes. He slowly sat up, leaned against the headboard, and exhaled a breath of stale air. Xia Yan did not uncover the tent, but picked up his phone to check whether there were any important messages.
At the same time, his good brother, who had shared hardships with him for twenty years, might need some time to calm down.
5:30.
Hua Xin: "Morning."
Invincible Cat Wife: "How the f*** are you still not awake? Going to bed this early every day is so lame... You useless virgin,