She remembered the first thing she said after waking up and suddenly realized just how much it must have stung the man in front of her.
The thing Zhou Mochen was most sensitive about was their age gap. Even though Xu Su didn't really think five years was a big deal, she used to love teasing him about it whenever she saw it bothered him.
With her hand in his, she kept him company while he dyed his hair. Xu Su watched quietly for a moment, then her eyes drooped, bored.
Before she could even start to doze off, her hand was squeezed tightly.
"Don't sleep!" Zhou Mochen lunged forward, cupping her face and trying to pry her eyelids open. "Susu, don't sleep!"
"..." Xu Su was so startled she was wide awake. She was about to lose her temper, but when she saw the panic in his eyes, she couldn't bring herself to do it. Tilting her head back, she gave his chin a little kiss. "You just focus on dyeing your hair. I won't sleep."
