Chapter 20：Late (1/2)
It was around lunch when Su Feng's phone buzzed loudly, startling him awake. He rubbed his eyes, annoyed by the sound. No one had his number except for family members.
”Hello,” he answered, his voice hoarse.
”Su Feng?” asked a familiar voice. He checked the name on the screen, where 'Song Mei' appeared.
He sat up and remembered that he and Song Ren stayed up last night discussing formulas, exchanging ideas, and drinking a bit of wine. He remembered going to his private room in the building with her, where they wanted to talk comfortably.
He glanced over, finding Song Ren on the other end of the bed with her long hair cascading over her shoulders, sleeping peacefully sound.
The space between them was distant, filled with documents and papers all over the sheets. It looked like a night of studying before final exams. Except they were both discussing theories.
”Uh...Su Feng?” questioned Qian Meigui.
”Ah, sorry, Song Mei, what's wrong?” he replied.
”Have you seen Song Ren anywhere?” she shyly asked.
While holding the phone to one ear, Su Feng gazed over at Song Ren, who held documents in her hand in her sleep. Su Feng's lips curled.
”Yes,” he said, ”She's with me right now.”
”Perfect,” she began, ”May I speak with her?”
”She can't. She's sleeping,” Su Feng responded casually.
”...”
”Wake her up; she'll kill you if you don't at this moment.”
At that, Su Feng shivered. He recalled a time when he had forgotten to tell Song Ren about an event the student council was supposed to host. When Song Ren found out, she pulled his ears, making him dress up as a mascot to support the event, and then she made him take off the head and parade around with the body. Many people took pictures, and his ears did not heal for a few days.
”I'm scared,” he said quietly over the phone.
Su Feng noticed Song Ren stirring. She raised her head groggily, her long black hair falling over her face like a demon-witch.
”Send help, woman,” he said to Qian Meigui.
”Make sure you bring her here as soon as possible; Song Ren has an important meeting that will define her career,” she responded.
”Got it.”
When Su Feng turned around, Song Ren was glaring at him suspiciously. ”What time is it?” she asked.