What sound? I hate this feeling, I stretched out my arm and turned on the light, nothing? What was that sound just now? I turned around and pushed Jing. She was sleeping like a dead pig. I don't know why. If I had done it before, I would have covered my head with the quilt even if I was sweating all over. But this time I actually wanted to see what happened. I was so different from myself. I put on my shoes and picked up my phone. I thought that if anything happened, I would call Jing and walked to the door.