Shen Qian's phone rang twice before he lazily picked up, his voice carrying the drowsy languor of someone just awakening, deep and hoarse as it came through the phone, probably still in a fog, he mumbled, "Who is it?"
Shi Che's voice sank, to the point, "Me."
"You... who are you!" Shen Qian's voice became even more muddled, and as he spoke, he seemed on the verge of falling asleep again. Shi Che's eyes darkened, and his voice grew heavier, "Shi Che."
"Shi... Shi...!" When Shen Qian was muttering the first syllable, he was still groggy, but somehow, there seemed to be a scream from the other side of the phone. Shi Che's brows twisted, a trace of confusion flickered in his eyes, just as he was about to speak, Shen Qian on the other end seemed to have sobered up, "Dude, it's so early, what's up?"
"What happened to you just now?"
"Nothing, just woke up and wasn't paying attention, fell out of bed."
