Blurb
On the twenty-eighth day of Zhou Er's insomnia, she meets He Jiashu, who suffers from the same problem, outside the counseling rooms of the city hospital's psychology department.
With matching panda eyes, they glance at each other. Seriously, what's with this? These days, even being a panda takes a competitive edge?
On the thirty-sixth day after He Jiashu moves in next door to Zhou Er, they wake up in the same bed. Zhou Er looks at their disheveled clothes, and her heart grows just as messy.
The man merely reaches over to straighten his clothes, as calm as ever. "Miss Zhou, did you sleep well last night?"
It's the same greeting he always gives her, yet somehow it's also something more.
After a moment, he adds, "Now that I've seen how you eat and how you sleep, will you consider taking responsibility for me, Miss Zhou?"
Theme: Even the smallest hurt can make the heart sick, and we must face it
