Early morning, in the Provincial University Law School girls' dormitory.
In her half-asleep state, Xu Xiaoyan felt as if a feather-like object was brushing gently against her face.
At first, she thought someone was playing a prank on her, but when she suddenly remembered the plans she made with Yan Fei last night and his boastful words, she instantly opened her eyes.
The dormitory was still dimly lit, only the outside light, whether from the moon or a lamp, shone through the window adding a faint brightness to the darkness.
In that thin, faint light, a butterfly, which should not have been there, appeared. It was fluttering its wings in front of the girl.
As enchantingly blue as ever, as heart-stoppingly beautiful as ever, under the pink mosquito net, it was particularly mesmerizing.
