The sun in the afternoon had become a little warm. Before she woke up from her dream, she turned over, stretched out her waist and found that there was nothing beside her.

　　What about JiMingshao? Was she dreaming yesterday?

　　Closing her eyes, she recalled what had happened yesterday. She touched the pillow beside her. It seemed that JiMing and Shao were still warm on it.

　　Rubbing her eyes, she looked around the room to search for JiMingshao. Then she tiptoed to the bathroom.

　　Sure enough, there was movement in the bathroom, and the irregular sound of water splashed. It was the sound of water spraying from the shower head through...