Ten o'clock.
Song Chi got out of bed and stepped into the bathroom.
"So, I'll come back from the company later and go to the rehearsal with you?"
"I'm an hour earlier than you, don't worry about me," Zhou Yun said, "You waste time on the way back and forth, let's just meet at the rehearsal."
Song Chi: "Okay."
Zhou Yun wrapped herself in a blanket, leaning against the headboard.
Song Chi washed up simply, put on a white shirt, black blazer, and even tied a tie.
"The car is already waiting for me downstairs, I'm heading down first."
"Bye-bye." Zhou Yun was still lying in bed.
Song Chi looked at this scene, somewhat unable to move his feet.
He smiled helplessly and said, "I'm leaving."
Zhou Yun waved her hand.
Song Chi took a deep breath, ordered himself to stay rational, turned around, and left.
If he lingered for two more seconds, he worried he'd go back to bed.
Zhou Yun propped her head, yawned, felt a bit sleepy, and closed her eyes for a nap.
