By the time Jiang Yumiao reached his room, he was so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open.
The National Trend Gala had lasted three hours, followed by a celebration banquet. It was already past midnight.
Even this exhausted, Jiang Yumiao forced himself to stay awake and told Ning Chunchi, "Gege, let me wash your hair first." His eyes were already drifting shut as he spoke.
Ning Chunchi laughed. Of course he couldn't bear to make his sleepy Little Grape help him. "I've already borrowed some waterproof dressings, so don't worry. I can manage on my own. You wash up first."
Still worried, Jiang Yumiao insisted that Ning Chunchi show him the waterproof dressings. Only after checking them repeatedly and making sure they would work did he go into the bathroom to shower.
Ning Chunchi waited outside the bathroom until the water stopped running, afraid that Jiang Yumiao might lose his footing and fall because he was too sleepy.
By the time Ning Chunchi finished washing up, Jiang Yumiao was already fast asleep in his own bed.
Looking at Jiang Yumiao's hair spread across the bed, Ning Chunchi frowned slightly.
It was impressive enough that Jiang Yumiao had stayed awake through his shower. He had been particularly careless about drying his hair, giving it a quick pass or two with the dryer and stopping as soon as it no longer dripped.
Ning Chunchi found a clean towel, sat down beside Jiang Yumiao's bed, and used it to soak up the excess moisture in his hair.
Perhaps because he hadn't rested well the day before and had spent the entire evening on edge, it was nearly noon when Jiang Yumiao woke the next day.
Jiang Yumiao fished out his phone and checked his messages. The WeChat group was completely silent,