After putting everything away, Zhou Fan went back to catch up on sleep.
He really hadn't slept much the night before. He had only managed a little sleep after Lin Qianqian's fever broke in the early hours, and even then, he hadn't slept well.
Now he needed a proper rest.
By the time he woke up, it was already evening.
"Crap, I overslept." Zhou Fan got up groggily.
After a quick wash, he went to Lin Qianqian's room to check on her.
Her door wasn't locked, just slightly ajar.
He knocked twice and, when there was no answer, pushed the door open and went inside.
Lin Qianqian was still asleep.
Zhou Fan walked over and felt her forehead. Her temperature was normal. Once he was sure her fever hadn't returned, he relaxed.
"Mmm..."
Perhaps sensing his hand, Lin Qianqian frowned slightly in her sleep and shifted onto her side, facing him.
Zhou Fan withdrew his hand and gazed at the sleeping girl before him.
The night before, his attention had been focused mainly on taking care of her.
Now that she was all right, he no longer had to worry and could take the time to admire her sleeping face.
She lay on her side, her long black hair spread across the pillow, making her little face look even fairer.
The quilt only reached her shoulders, revealing a slender stretch of collarbone and the curve of her neck, which looked especially soft in the evening light.
With her fever gone, her cheeks were no longer flushed. Only a faint rosy tint remained against her fair skin, making her look much gentler than usual.
Her long lashes cast shadows beneath her eyes, trembling gently with each breath like those of a sleeping princess.
Zhou Fan couldn't help crouching beside the bed,