Because she was preoccupied with thoughts, Dong Huiying didn't linger in bed. She laid down only when dawn broke, but woke up before noon.
After washing up briskly, she was about to step outside when she saw the sky was clear and bright. Beneath this sunny sky, a man clad in a light gray shirt was playing with a white dove that had landed atop a tree branch.
When a slight breeze passed by, it lifted the silvery strands of hair at his temples, and then, he slowly turned his head to look at her.
"Awake?" he said, "Why don't you sleep a bit longer?"
She blurted out naively, "I woke up to catch bugs?"
Unable to suppress a chuckle, he then approached the door and picked up a small clay jar. "I ran up to the mountains this morning. Do you think these are enough?"
Opening the jar foolishly, she asked belatedly, "You didn't sleep?"
"I don't sleep much."
Her feelings were incredibly mixed.
This guy...
She looked down at the jar and then exclaimed with surprise, "So many!"
