The next morning eventually arrived. Li Xueyue, for once, had a decent sleep, but it wasn't enough. She was still exhausted and barely slept longer than usual. The herbal tonics she consumed before bedtime helped to soothe her a little but the nightmares didn't stop.
Li Xueyue sat up on the bed and let out a sigh. She couldn't help but think of the time Yu Zhen had barged into her room after she had a nightmare. That night, she slept the best, knowing he was there to keep her safe. She dearly missed his warm embrace and soothing words.
Li Xueyue wanted to write him a letter, but she feared it would only drag him down. She didn't want to burden him with thoughts of her. She would only be a distraction in his life. She bit her bottom lip and wished there was more she could do. Would it be selfish of her to want to leave for Hanjian?
A quiet knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.
