The next morning, Xia You was, quite literally, pestered awake by Misty.
When he opened his bleary eyes, he saw that Misty had already washed up and dressed. She was kneeling beside him, tickling his cheek with a strand of her hair.
It tickled, but it was pleasant, too.
"Xia You, you really can't hold your liquor." Seeing him wake up, Misty covered her mouth and giggled. "You only had a few drinks yesterday, and you slept all the way until now!"
Oh, you silly girl. You really don't know anything...
He checked the time. It was already seven twenty in the morning. By his usual routine, he had indeed gotten up a little late today.
But there was nothing he could do about that. His thoughts had run wild for most of the night, and he had barely slept at all. He had only dozed off near dawn, so naturally, going to sleep late meant waking up late. It really had nothing to do with the alcohol.
Unfortunately, he couldn't explain any of that to Misty.
Looking to the side, he saw that Bea's and Misty's bedding had already been folded and put away. Apart from him and Misty, however, there was no one else in the room. He had no idea where Bea had gone.
The rain outside had stopped at some point. With the faint aroma of food drifting through the air, it went without saying that their breakfast must have been ready, too.
After getting himself ready, Xia You left the room with Misty. They had only just stepped into the courtyard when they saw a middle-aged man in work clothes climb onto the roof to repair something under the old woman's direction.
Bea was also in the courtyard, practicing her martial arts. With each punch