It was only around midnight when the room finally calmed down .

Perhaps because too many things had happened over the day, but s.h.i.+ Yao didn't feel at all tired . She closed her eyes and lay down for a while . Eventually, she couldn't hold herself back anymore and reached for her phone . Searching through her contacts to find Lin Jiage's name, she typed a short message: [Are you asleep?]

After sending the message, s.h.i.+ Yao suddenly realized that her message might have been a little weird .

It didn't feel like their relations.h.i.+p had reached the point where they could ask whether the other person was asleep or not . . .

But in any case, from what I know about Lin Jiage, he probably won't reply to my message .

With this thought in mind, s.h.i.+ Yao began typing out another message .

However, before she could finish typing what she wanted to say, a new notification popped up on her screen .

Lin Jiage: No .

Ahh . . . My a.s.sumption just suffered a heavy slap . . .

s.h.i.+ Yao quietly touched her face for a moment before she continued typing out her message . However, another notification popped up at that moment .

Lin Jiage: What's wrong?

It was a double slap . Her face was starting to sting a little . . .

s.h.i.+ Yao touched her face once more before finis.h.i.+ng up her message and sent it over: [I wanted to tell you something . ]

Lin Jiage replied instantly: [?]

This was a very Lin Jiage-ish response . . . Sensing that there was no problem with it, she began to type .

But halfway through her draft, Lin Jiage sent over yet another message: [What's wrong?]

s.h.i.+ Yao paused in mid-action . Lin Jiage's two consecutive messages had left her feeling fl.u.s.tered—his actions were a little too flattering .

And this was very un-Lin-Jiage-ish behavior . . . When had he ever replied to her messages so actively? Unless there was something important to speak about, he would stingily retain as many words as he could . . .

s.h.i.+ Yao looked at her conversation history with Lin Jiage once more, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that something was off .

Could it be that the person on the other side . . . isn't Lin Jiage at all?

With this thought in mind, s.h.i.+ Yao erased her current message and typed a new one out: [May I know if you're Lin Jiage?]

. . .

Lin Jiage had already crawled into bed by eleven-thirty .

He was just about to fall asleep when the phone he'd put on silent mode suddenly lit up next to his ear .

Interrupted from his sleep, Lin Jiage picked up the phone in an irritated mood to see who just messaged him .

[Are you asleep?]

It was a message from Soft Bun .

Three simple words, but it suddenly turned the deep night a little inexplicably . . . warm . . .

His fatigue disappeared without a trace as he quickly picked up his phone and replied with a 'No' to her .

After which, he hesitated for a moment before adding: [What's wrong?]

Soft Bun quickly responded: [I wanted to tell you something . ]

Lin Jiage responded with his usual [?] but then felt that such a response might be a little too cold . So, he sent another message with two words: [What's wrong?]

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little thirsty, so he got off his bed to grab a drink .

However, barely after he got up, her message arrived: [May I know if you're Lin Jiage?]

You don't say! If I'm not Lin Jiage, am I Gejia Lin?

While pouring a cup of water, Lin Jiage typed on his phone: [You think?]

It took a long time before she replied to that message .

While drinking the cup of water, Lin Jiage unlocked his phone screen to take a look .

s.h.i.+ Yao had replied with a single word: [Grandpa]

Grandpa? Lin Jiage immediately choked .

You must be out of your mind, who wants to be your grandpa! I'm still a young man! Are you trying to murder your husband in the middle of the night?

It was only around midnight when the room finally calmed down . Perhaps because too many things had happened over the day, but s.h.i.+ Yao didnt feel at all tired . She closed her eyes and lay down for a while . Eventually, she couldnt hold herself back anymore and reached for her phone . Searching through her contacts to find Lin Jiages name, she typed a short message: [Are you asleep?] After sending the message, s.h.i.+ Yao suddenly realized that her message might have been a little weird . It didnt feel like their relations.h.i.+p had reached the point where they could ask whether the other person was asleep or not . But in any case, from what I know about Lin Jiage, he probably wont reply to my message . With this thought in mind, s.h.i.+ Yao began typing out another message . However, before she could finish typing what she wanted to say, a new notification popped up on her screen . Lin Jiage: No . Ahh . My a.s.sumption just suffered a heavy slap . s.h.i.+ Yao quietly touched her face for a moment before she continued typing out her message . However, another notification popped up at that moment . Lin Jiage: Whats wrong? It was a double slap . Her face was starting to sting a little . s.h.i.+ Yao touched her face once more before finis.h.i.+ng up her message and sent it over: [I wanted to tell you something . ] Lin Jiage replied instantly: [?] This was a very Lin Jiage-ish response . Sensing that there was no problem with it, she began to type . But halfway through her draft, Lin Jiage sent over yet another message: [Whats wrong?] s.h.i.+ Yao paused in mid-action . Lin Jiages two consecutive messages had left her feeling fl.u.s.tered—his actions were a little too flattering . And this was very un-Lin-Jiage-ish behavior . When had he ever replied to her messages so actively? Unless there was something important to speak about, he would stingily retain as many words as he could . s.h.i.+ Yao looked at her conversation history with Lin Jiage once more, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that something was off . Could it be that the person on the other side . isnt Lin Jiage at all? With this thought in mind, s.h.i.+ Yao erased her current message and typed a new one out: [May I know if youre Lin Jiage?] . Lin Jiage had already crawled into bed by eleven-thirty . He was just about to fall asleep when the phone hed put on silent mode suddenly lit up next to his ear . Interrupted from his sleep, Lin Jiage picked up the phone in an irritated mood to see who just messaged him . [Are you asleep?] It was a message from Soft Bun . Three simple words, but it suddenly turned the deep night a little inexplicably . warm . His fatigue disappeared without a trace as he quickly picked up his phone and replied with a No to her After which, he hesitated for a moment before adding: [Whats wrong?] Soft Bun quickly responded: [I wanted to tell you something . ] Lin Jiage responded with his usual [?] but then felt that such a response might be a little too cold . So, he sent another message with two words: [Whats wrong?] At this moment, he suddenly felt a little thirsty, so he got off his bed to grab a drink . However, barely after he got up, her message arrived: [May I know if youre Lin Jiage?] You dont say! If Im not Lin Jiage, am I Gejia Lin? While pouring a cup of water, Lin Jiage typed on his phone: [You think?] It took a long time before she replied to that message . While drinking the cup of water, Lin Jiage unlocked his phone screen to take a look . s.h.i.+ Yao had replied with a single word: [Grandpa] Grandpa? Lin Jiage immediately choked . You must be out of your mind, who wants to be your grandpa! Im still a young man! Are you trying to murder your husband in the middle of the night?