The first light of dawn streamed through the window, casting a faint morning glow across the faces of the two.
It was early morning. The windowpane was covered in droplets, and the warmth of the room kept the biting cold at bay.
Yin Han Sou opened her eyes and glanced at her phone.
4:21 a.m.
Where was Yun Hui?
She looked to her left and right, only to find Yun Hui had vanished without a trace.
“Did she run off in the middle of the night?”
Just as she was about to get up, a warm, steady breath spread across her chest.
…
She smiled faintly at the lump under the blanket. How did little Yun Hui end up sleeping on top of her?
Yun Hui lay on her like a frog, limbs curled as she sprawled on top. The funniest part was that she had spent the entire night buried under the covers—not even her head was visible.
“Yun Hui, isn’t it stuffy?” Yin Han Sou pulled the blanket down slightly and spoke softly.
Yun Hui, nestled in her arms, frowned and instinctively pulled the blanket back over her head.
“Cold…”
“Yun Hui.”
“Mhm… I’m here.”
Yin Han Sou looked out the window, where a sliver of pale light was beginning to appear over the horizon.
The sun was about to rise.
“Want to go watch the sunrise?” Her voice was a bit hoarse.
Yun Hui in her arms placed a hand on Yin Han Sou’s shoulder. “Does sister want to watch it?”
Yin Han Sou: “Shall I take you to see it?”
“Okay.” Yun Hui sounded a little happy.
Yin Han Sou reached out to the nightstand and grabbed her second phone.
Perhaps due to the chilly early morning air, her phone was also covered in a layer of cold. Frowning, she unlocked it and directly contacted Xiao Chen.
It really was a bit cold.
She instinctively slipped her hand under the blanket, which was already filled with the warmth of Yun Hui’s breath.
Little Yun Hui really was warm and cozy.
“You really are like a little heater,” she remarked.
Yun Hui, buried in her embrace, gently pinched Yin Han Sou’s arm. “So talkative!”
On the other end, Xiao Chen, who had been sound asleep, was awakened by President Yin’s call.
It wasn’t that he was a light sleeper—he had set the ringtone for President Yin’s second phone number as the theme from “The Ring.”
No matter how deeply he was sleeping, it would always startle him awake.
Because—of President Yin’s three phone numbers, the second one was the most urgent. The kind you absolutely had to answer no matter what.
Just as he picked up, the other end hung up.
While he was still puzzled, a message from President Yin arrived on WeChat.
[.: Do you have one of those electric donkeys?]
[Chen Pi Tang: President Yin, do you mean an electric scooter? Or…?]
[.: It should be called an electric scooter? I remember advertisements calling them electric bikes.]
[Chen Pi Tang: President Yin, we don’t have that kind of vehicle in your fleet…]
[.: Then buy one.]
[Chen Pi Tang: At this hour, no dealerships are open…]
Who opens a dealership this early in the morning? There wouldn’t even be customers…
[.: Bring your electric scooter over.]
[Chen Pi Tang: !]
[.: Remember to bring two safety caps.]
[Chen Pi Tang: You mean helmets, right?]
[.: Xiao Chen, you’re being quite talkative today.]
[Chen Pi Tang: When should I deliver it, President Yin?]
[The other party is typing…]
…
Xiao Chen had a bad feeling. He sprang out of bed in an instant!
A wave of cold air immediately washed over him, and he shivered as he rushed to wash up.
Sure enough, while brushing his teeth, he received a message from President Yin.
[.: Now.]
This was going to kill him!
He brushed his teeth while hurriedly putting on his clothes. How long had it been since he last rode his electric scooter? Ever since he started working for President Yin, he’d been driving her cars every day.
His own four-wheeler had been collecting dust in the garage, let alone that electric scooter!
He quickly put on his shoes, grabbed a damp cloth, and ran to the garage to pull out the dust-covered electric scooter.
“It’s covered in dust!”
He roared in despair, his hands wiping the car body so fast they were practically flying.
“Yun Hui, how many classes do you have this morning?” Yin Han Sou set down her phone.
Yun Hui, nestled in her arms, mumbled, “One, at ten o’clock~”
Ten o’clock, that’s still early.
Yin Han Sou stroked Yun Hui’s little head. “Getting up? In a little while, we won’t be able to see the sunrise anymore.”
Yun Hui obediently nuzzled in Yin Han Sou’s embrace for a moment before sitting up and stretching.
Yin Han Sou got up and went into the bathroom.
Left alone on the bed in a daze, Yun Hui wanted to check the time. Her eyes were barely open—she mistook Yin Han Sou’s phone for her own.
The screen seemed to be still on, glowing faintly.
Looking at Yin Han Sou’s search engine, she couldn’t help but blush.
【Search History:
How to say sweet nothings to a girl
What should both parties pay attention to in a relationship
What do people from the south like to eat】
Sister… really is a first-timer… at dating!
Student Yun was overjoyed.
“Yun Hui, what are you looking at?” Through the mirror, Ms. Yin caught sight of Yun Hui’s flushed face.
Yun Hui put her phone back in its place and hopped into the bathroom in her slippers.
She wrapped her arms around Yin Han Sou. “Sister is so thoughtful!”
The electric toothbrush in Yin Han Sou’s hand froze mid-air. She could probably guess why Yun Hui said that.
“Still saying I’m a liar?”
Yun Hui shook her head. “Bai Yueming is the liar!”
Meanwhile, in her sleep, Yueming jolted awake and sat bolt upright in bed.
Wiping cold sweat, she muttered, “What startled me…”
Yin Han Sou walked to the balcony to take down Yun Hui’s clothes. Gazing at the faintly emerging sun, she suddenly fell silent.
When she was little, she loved waking up in the early morning. The first thing she would do upon opening her eyes was walk to the balcony to breathe in the scent of dawn carried on the wind.
That indescribable fragrance was incomparable—like tasting a uniquely flavored cake. With nothing similar to compare it to, she couldn’t put that taste into words.
Her elementary school was far from home, so she had to leave around six in the morning to make it on time. By then, the morning scent along the road had already faded, yet it still lulled her into a deep calm.
After growing up, she had fallen asleep or been startled awake countless times in the early morning, but she no longer possessed that innocent, perceptive ability from childhood.
Life as an adult felt hollow and weightless. It looked glamorous and indulgent on the surface, but in reality, it brought no happiness at all.
Endless social engagements, never-ending signatures to write, constant worries about tomorrow, and a life’s end that could never be foreseen.
She had become the person others wanted her to be, yet it felt like nothing was what she truly wanted…
“Sister?” Yun Hui peeked her head out to look at Ms. Yin.
Yin Han Sou’s gaze shifted to Yun Hui. Now… it seemed she had found something she truly wanted.
Hand in hand, the two walked downstairs. The morning air cleared Yun Hui’s mind like a sudden revelation.
It felt like taking that first refreshing, soul-stirring breath after a stuffy nose clears up—indescribably pleasant!
Seaside City was near the ocean, so there was a sea breeze in the mornings.
The cool sea wind tousled Yun Hui’s hair. She rubbed her nose and gripped Yin Han Sou’s hand a little tighter.
Downstairs, Xiao Chen stood rigidly beside his “electric scooter,” fully alert.
He looked like a security guard posted at the entrance of a newly opened residential complex—standing ramrod straight, alone and disheveled in the cold wind.
“Sister? Isn’t that person the driver?”
Xiao Chen stood at attention. Seeing the female college student holding hands with President Yin, he pieced together the answer in his mind.
Office gossip says President Yin likes women. Looks like it’s true. At first, she thought this gentle younger girl was President Yin’s relative.
But now… maybe not!
Yin Han Sou gave him a cold look, signaling him not to speculate about Yun Hui.
“Your senior borrowed an electric scooter from me,” Xiao Chen said before quickly disappearing from their sight.
Yin Han Sou raised an eyebrow—quite observant of the rules.
Yun Hui could barely keep her eyes open. Rubbing them, she smiled softly, “We’re going by electric scooter? If you don’t know how to ride it, I can drive.”
Yin Han Sou gently touched Yun Hui’s head, carefully fastening the helmet for her. “Always take safety precautions, no matter what vehicle you’re on.”
Yun Hui touched the helmet. “So who’s driving?”
By then, Yin Han Sou was already seated at the front, helmet on. “Hop on, dear.”
Yun Hui blushed. “Just call me Yun Hui… I can’t handle this!”
Can’t handle it… or else I might do something naughty…