The world is full of beauties by the thousands, but some people's beauty radiates from deep within their bones.
Lan Xiyu watched, somewhat entranced, so much so that he even forgot to drink his medicine.
After finishing the acupuncture session, Rong Shengsheng raised her head and noticed Lan Xiyu staring blankly at her, which startled and embarrassed her. She quickly asked, "Young Master Lan, is something wrong?"
"No....." Lan Xiyu turned away, bowed his head to drink the now-cold medicinal soup, and then changed the subject, "I feel a bit cold, could you close the window for me?"
"Of course, Young Master Lan, just one moment."
Rong Shengsheng got up to close the window.
The piercing cold wind blew in, making a howling sound, and her cheeks felt as if they were being sliced by a knife, painfully unbearable.
Lan Xiyu moved his lips but ultimately said nothing.
Perhaps... now was not the right time.
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