Early the next morning, An Ning's body clock woke her up right at seven. When she got up, the sunlight was just streaming in through the glass wall, warm and seemingly seeping into her body.
An Ning's face was radiant with a peaceful smile.
Xiao Zimo had calculated the time and was ready to call her to get up for class when he saw the sweet smile on her face.
She seldom smiled, but when she did, it was truly... enchanting.
Ximo withdrew his gaze, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, "I thought you wouldn't get up. I've arranged everything for you at school, I'll take you there in a bit."
"Oh."
An Ning responded, and crept out of bed, opening the wardrobe and frowning at the clothes inside.
"No long pants?"
Why were there only skirts?
"Wearing a skirt now looks better. If you prefer long pants, I'll have someone send them over later. For today, it seems you can only wear a skirt."
