Yuanya responded with a soft hum, then she wrapped herself with the blanket like a cicada pupa, and fell silent.
Lan Xiu didn't know what he could do to help her feel better, and a sense of defeat arose spontaneously in his heart.
He laid next to her, unable to sleep for a long time.
The next morning, Yuanya woke up before Lan Xiu, then hurried into the bathroom to freshen up.
By the time she came out, Lan Xiu had awoken, and slipped into a black robe.
His messy hair gave him a lazy appearance, yet it only seemed more impressive against the dark robe.
Yuanya sat down in front of the dressing table, intending to tie up her hair in a simple ponytail.
But before she could do it, Lan Xiu grabbed the comb from her.
He casually said to her, as though forgetting the events of the previous night, "Let me try."
Before Yuanya could respond, she suddenly heard Lan Xiu hum, the tone of his voice rising in surprise.
