Yan Jin who landed himself in this sticky situation, took a glance at clock as it struck twelve midnight and slipped back into his blanket all alone.

How can this be possible?

Yan Jin thought as he naturally accompanied his lover to stay up for the night, with the bedside lamp switched on and a book in his hand. Then…

“It’s half past midnight.”

Right on the dot, and even more accurate than an alarm.

Xiao Yu’s hand movement stopped for a ...