The next morning, sunlight spilled through the window lattice like gold onto the wooden floor, making Qi Gu squeeze his eyes shut. Then, still half asleep, he realized that Lin Hanzhi's hands were still resting on his abdomen, without having shifted in the slightest.
Qi Gu: "..."
He was too sleepy to open his eyes. Groggily, he felt around for the remote by the bed and pressed the button to close the curtains. They drew together from either side, soon plunging the room into complete darkness, without a trace of light.
With the hot, dazzling sensation gone, Qi Gu could not be bothered to do anything about Lin Hanzhi still holding him and fell into a deep sleep again.
By the time he woke again, it was ten in the morning.
Just then, a knock came at the door.
Qi Gu wriggled out of Lin Hanzhi's arms and opened the door to find Jing Ping, the perfectly composed butler, standing outside. Jing Ping glanced at Qi Gu, who moved freely and had a normal complexion, then looked past him at Lin Hanzhi, who lay on the bed with disheveled hair, clutching his head. The eyes behind Jing Ping's glasses noticeably widened.
But as a professional butler, Jing Ping had undergone rigorous training in controlling facial expressions at butler academy. Quickly suppressing the surprise, Jing Ping put on a standard smile. "Mr. Qi, breakfast is ready."
Rubbing his eyes, Qi Gu nodded, then walked straight past Jing Ping and returned to another room along the corridor to wash and get ready.
Standing in the doorway, Jing Ping gave Lin Hanzhi, who was still frowning in bed and seemed to be enduring some pain, an incredulous yet meaningful look. "Sir, if you're feeling unwell, would you like me to call a doctor?