The man's bedtime rituals were never that complicated.
Lu Jincheng splashed his face with cold water, barely reining in his restless thoughts, then extinguished the bedside lamp, pulled over the sheet, and lay back to sleep.
Above him, he could hear the sounds of a few girls' pre-sleep primping and laughter.
Of course, even after expending their energy at the ski resort all day, the three sisters couldn't avoid a bit of boisterousness before bed, as they had during their high school days.
But after a little while, it gradually quieted down.
Once the lights upstairs went out, and what felt like an hour or two had passed, it seemed the entire hot spring resort slowly succumbed to midnight's slumber.
Sometime later, all was silent save for the soft sound of fine snowflakes striking the eaves.
Lu Jincheng, however, lay in bed, finding sleep elusive.
The vibration of his phone timely interrupted, and a WeChat message popped into his world.
