A slight pain spread at the bottom of her heart. Qin Sisi opened her eyes wide, watched as Ye You became more and more translucent, and finally disappeared completely.
The image in the mirror returned to her own reflection along with the motionless black cat on the washbasin.
The hand placed on the mirror was entirely her own, a sensation so chilling.
Qin Sisi's nose began to tingle and she was on the brink of tears.
Every month, she longed for the full moon and the monthly reunion. But the separation that followed each encounter was so bitter it was often indescribable.
At this moment, the black cat budged, turned its head towards Qin Sisi, and leaped into her arms, hugging her neck tightly as it meowed softly.
"I am here," Ye You had said.
Qin Sisi also held on tightly to Ye You, her cheek rubs against his soft fur, feeling some comfort. She spoke softly in response, "I'm fine."
She couldn't let Ye You worry. In four months, victory was within reach.
