In the vast, boundless sea of stars.
In regions of space such as Herta Space Station.
There was no clear distinction between day and night.
Although Amber Eras had always served as a measure of time.
Within the sphere of human civilization.
The traditional twenty-four-hour system was still used.
The bright lights in the corridor were a little dazzling.
Opening his heavy eyelids.
Lin Chen, still somewhat groggy, checked the smart clock beside his bed.
And discovered that it was already 10:30.
"Damn... looks like I overslept!"
"It's almost noon, isn't it?"
"No, I'd better get up first."
Now a little more awake, Lin Chen.
Tried to shift his body.
Only to suddenly discover that something seemed to have him tangled up.
He could barely move.
A rich, delicate floral fragrance drifted into his nose.
Vaguely sensing a familiar warmth and soft, springy touch, Lin Chen.
Couldn't help lowering his head to look beside him.
"This..."
"Is a little ridiculous..."
There, within his field of vision.
Was the girl's breathtaking sleeping face.
Her closed eyes curved like crescent moons in the sky.
Her long lashes fluttered, indescribably adorable.
Her pink hair lay scattered in disarray.
A glistening trace still lingered at the corner of her cherry-pink lips.
From Lin Chen's vantage point.
Two brass buttons on the front of March 7th's white shirt had popped open.
The curves of her full, soft, snowy peaks.
Were pressed together by gravity.
A deep cleft framed by lovely curves lay right before his eyes.
Looking at the alluring sight before him, Lin Chen couldn't help reflecting:
[Seen head-on, a ridge; from the side, a peak,]
[Different from near and far, from high and low.]
[I cannot see Mount Lu's true face,]
[Because I am here within the mountain.]
Indeed, the innocent girl, still lost in her dreams.
Had both arms wrapped around him, tangled behind his back.
Those large, soft, springy mounds.
Were pressed directly against his left arm.
And that wasn't all.
Beneath the girl's aqua-blue pleated skirt.
Her fair, slender legs were bent and hooked up.
Resting right against his waist.
He could vaguely feel something warm and soft against him.
His heartbeat growing a little unsteady, Lin Chen suddenly realized.
That beside her disheveled skirt.
He could see pure white lace beneath a pink bow.
At that moment, March 7th resembled a koala.
Her full, springy thighs clamped tightly around his left leg.
Leaving him completely unable to move.
"March 7th really has terrible sleeping habits, doesn't she?"
"Looking like this, she's practically tempting someone to commit a crime."
Drawing a deep breath, Lin Chen.
Felt an inexplicable flame ignite in his belly.
Although he wanted to protest March 7th's careless behavior.
His body was still very honest.
"Mm... then I'll take another billion looks."
He reached out with his broad palm and gently rested it against March 7th's soft hair.
Lin Chen was no longer in any hurry to wake the beautiful girl beside him.
But the pleasant moment didn't last.
A little while later, March 7th, who looked like Sleeping Beauty.
Slowly opened her hazy, sleepy eyes.
"Mmm... Lin Chen, good morning!"
Seeing Lin Chen's familiar face, March 7th greeted him instinctively.
"Ahem... hey, March 7th, could you get off me?"
"My arm's gone numb under you."
Feigning composure, Lin Chen offered a timely reminder.
After all, even now.
March 7th remained pressed right up against him, completely unguarded.
"Hmm?"
A hint of confusion first appeared on March 7th's delicate, adorable face.
Then her gaze shifted downward, and she saw what was actually happening.
The pupils in March 7th's clear pink-and-blue eyes abruptly contracted.
And across her previously fair cheeks.
A crimson flush spread as swiftly as clouds catching the sunset.
"Ah!"
An exceptionally piercing scream rang out.
Feeling her cheeks burn, March 7th.
Shot straight to the far end of the living compartment at an unbelievable speed.
With her back against the chilly alloy wall.
The girl, her clothes somewhat disheveled, held her right arm across her chest.
Her dreamy eyes settled on Lin Chen, filled with resentment.
Her cherry-pink lips had also lost their color from being bitten so tightly.
Scratching his head awkwardly, his brows drawn together, Lin Chen.
Suddenly sensed an inexplicable danger.
If things followed the rules of a certain action-adventure game.
A bright red [Peril] symbol would probably have appeared over his head by now.
Holy shit... what am I supposed to do?
March 7th isn't going to kill me, is she?
He glanced at her from the corner of his eye and saw the resentment in March 7th's beautiful eyes deepen.
With every sign of spiraling out of control.
Lin Chen's mind raced as he began searching for an effective countermeasure.
"March 7th! You really went too far last night."
"Didn't we agree to keep our distance?"
"I never imagined you'd sneak across the boundary and cling to me without letting go..."
"No girl has ever done anything like that to me!"
His expression turning cold, he looked at March 7th, who was still leaning in the corner, gathering her anger.
Lin Chen decided to strike first.
Exactly-as long as he insisted March 7th had crossed the line first, he could seize the initiative.
As for his dignity, he could do without it. Surviving came first.
"You, you, you..."
"I didn't do it on purpose! Why are you making such a fuss?"
"Besides, you're a guy. It's not like you... lost anything..."
Her beautiful eyes full of shock, the girl stared at Lin Chen in disbelief.
By the end, she was like a deflated balloon.
Her voice had grown rather faint.
The anger she had yet to fully build up suddenly refused to rise any further.
March 7th hadn't expected Lin Chen to turn around and accuse her.
Although... as sensation returned to her body, March 7th carefully took stock.
And discovered that Lin Chen really hadn't done anything like that to her.
Judging by their position earlier, she did seem to be the one in the wrong.
"Forget it, forget it. Since we're friends."
"I won't hold any of this against you."
"Come to think of it, that eerie singing outside the window seems to have stopped."
He let out a long sigh, then shook his head lightly.
Lin Chen hurriedly changed the subject.
Lest March 7th suddenly come to her senses and settle the score with him.
"Huh?"
"Oh, right, right! The singing's stopped."
"It seems to be daytime now. Those strange things should at least tone it down a little, right?"
After a moment of stunned silence, March 7th nodded lightly.
A little relief stirred in her heart.
Thank goodness, Lin Chen didn't keep pushing.
If that jerk really demanded compensation for emotional distress, I'd be in trouble!
She quickly walked over to the mirror in the room.
The young Trailblazer hurriedly straightened and fastened the buttons on her white shirt.
She also gently tugged the hem of her aqua-blue pleated skirt down toward her thigh strap.
Cupping her burning cheeks in both hands.
She looked at her face in the mirror, as red as an apple.
March 7th felt a little dazed.
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