She remembered the last time she had an accident; it was the same. If he hadn't called her, she wouldn't have called him.
One could say she was too independent, too strong, which is a good thing. But as a man, he always wanted to be relied on by his woman.
Xiao Yebai scratched the back of his head, swung the car door shut, and walked towards the staircase without stopping, hurrying back home to check on someone.
Zhan Dapeng watched his hurried figure dashing upstairs, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, but deep down, he felt envious. When would he, a bachelor, find a good woman who liked him as much as he liked her?
Xiao Yebai unlocked the door to his home and entered, noticing that she hadn't been awakened. Therefore, he walked towards the bedroom with some concern.
Seeing her lying on his bed, where he had slept for over two decades, she slept so deeply, just like Sleeping Beauty.
A hint of helplessness appeared at the corner of his mouth.
