C536

A commotion outside roused me from my dream. When I got up, Shang Yu was already standing in front of the door, his eyes staring out of the window, his back to me, unable to tell what he was thinking.

He was wearing a white undergarment, and his long hair was unbound. It hung down his back like a waterfall.

He turned around and asked, "Did you wake up from your sleep outside?"

I nodded