C46 Doppelganger
"Good morning," Chen Zhuya said with a guilty smile as she eyed Gu Xian's dark circles.
"Is it really that cold out?" Gu Xian, who had tossed and turned all night, was puzzled. Glancing at his phone, he noted today's high of 31 degrees Celsius and a low of 26.
"No, I've just gotten used to it," replied Chen Zhuya, bundled up in her bulky cotton jacket like a dumpling