C202 There's a Hole in My Brain

For convenience's sake, Hsiao Ann spent most of her time at home. No matter how busy Lee Sinian was, he would squeeze out time every week. Sometimes he would come over for breakfast early in the morning, sometimes late at night. He didn't like sleeping with tatami, so when he came, he would sleep on the sofa in her living room. The next morning, he was called away by the phone