"Tang Yue!" Zhang Tingyu's eyes lit up as she looked at Tang Yue, her face flushed as she rushed over to her, blinked and asked, "Don't you also think it's more comfortable not to wear a vest?"
"Do you also prefer not to wear one when you sleep at night?" Ever since Zhang Tingyu started wearing a vest, she had always taken it off to sleep, and she always felt embarrassed about it. Now that she heard Tang Yue say the same, she felt as if she had found a kindred spirit.
"Yes," Tang Yue nodded, seeing her joyful expression seemed to remind her of her own past. She used to sleep in a vest too, until she found out that others didn't, and that was when she started to do the same.
With earnestness, she said, "Tingyu, I just wear pajamas to bed at night, nothing else. And sleeping is all about being comfortable, right? If it's uncomfortable, it might even be harmful to the body."
