The winter nights were long, and when Caleb Ji woke up, it was still dark, and the room was also dark. Perhaps because he had vomited twice, he was weak even in breathing, which could not compare with the strong heartbeat in his ears.
Only then did he realize that he had already left his original bed and was currently hiding in Grayson Ding's arms. The other person held him in an enveloping posture, with their chests touching and their legs intertwined. He couldn't get away, so he called out weakly, "Brother."
This senior brother is very good at sleeping, and it took him a long time to agree in a daze.
"It's still early." Grayson Ding's voice was hoarse. He moved his arms and hugged Caleb Ji tighter. The cold tip of the other person's nose touched his cheek, which was a little itchy, so he smiled, closing his eyes and laughing away his sleepiness.
Turning on the desk lamp, he lowered his eyes and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
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