It was way later than Shen Jiu Intended to wake up. Despite his best attempts to continue hiding from the world under the sheets, he knew it was futile.
The other side of the bed was already cold. Pei Ming had left a while ago, and the only proof of his visit lay between Shen Jiu's legs, as usual. He couldn't remember a single time Pei Ming stayed until Shen Jiu woke up, and it left a bitter taste in his mouth.
But he had to continue on, anyways. So, he sat up, stabilized himself with his cane, and began to prepare himself for the day ahead, trying to push the thoughts of that man out of his brain.