A while ago, she could go to Spikenard Square and do some embroidery with Xiaoqing and Xiaolun, chitchatting with them, which allowed her to fall asleep easily. Now, after returning home to a cold, empty house, she couldn't find any sleep at all.
She lay awake all night. Nan Feng didn't have a whiff of sleepiness either, and eventually decided to sit at the stone table in the courtyard.
Before long, she heard the sound of a lock being opened.
The door to her house was locked from the inside, but it could also be opened from the outside using a key. The moment Nan Feng heard the sound, she quickly stood up and ran towards the front door.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and a tall figure slipped in, quickly closing the door behind him.
"Brother Ye!" Nan Feng flung herself into the arms of the newcomer, filled with emotions as she smelled his familiar scent. She wanted nothing more than to hold him tight and never let go.
