Earlston, Scotland, Xinguan's Farmhouse, 07:30;
The next morning, Xi Yuan opened his eyes exhaustedly, as he shut off the ringing alarm beside him, agitated by the noise. He then stretched his right arm to the other half of the bed. He was habitual to it by now. Placing his hand over her waist, pulling her against his chest, breathing in her uniquely intoxicating scent, before getting up to prepare breakfast for the two of them. But as his hands landed over the cold, empty, organized sheets, he frowned, finally turning to search for her. However, the lady wasn't there. That was unusually strange, for she wouldn't wake up before nine, in general.
