When she woke up, Lu Hualiang was already up.
He was standing on the balcony, talking on the phone.
The heavy curtains were drawn, making the room dimly lit, with only some light coming in, along with his voice.
She couldn't understand which language he was speaking; she couldn't grasp a single word.
Last night she had shouted till her voice was hoarse; now it felt dry and thirsty.
Lazily, she crawled out of bed, groggily going to get some water.
But unexpectedly, there was no water left in the room.
So she picked up a cup and opened the door to go downstairs to the kitchen for water.
But unexpectedly, as she opened the door, she ran into Neil who was about to knock.
Neil remained in his knocking posture, his mind momentarily frozen.
He had come over worrying that Xia hadn't gotten up even by noon and thought something might have happened.
Unexpectedly, before he even knocked, the door opened by itself, revealing a tantalizing scene!
