"Where's your hair tie— ah, here it is," Yuan took your white hair tie from your dressing table drawer, he tied your hair into a ponytail. It has become a common thing for him to style you every morning.

Last night, Yuan stayed at your apartment because tomorrow is Saturday, and besides, this is not a strange thing for the two of you who have been friends for two years. Being friends with Yuan is not too bad, especially if he replaces the cost of staying over with helping to style your hair and cooking something for you.