The night was deep and quiet, with only a drunken sot staggering behind me.
Nie Rujun's emotions, long hidden in her heart, had been unleashed. At first, it was just a crack, but then it widened.
Her muttering was quiet, muffled by the sound of water; Fan Ju caught some of it, but missed many of the complaints.
Louder... I can't hear clearly, make your voice louder...
Fan Ju swayed his head, his heavy, leaden legs advancing towards Nie Rujun, her image constantly shaking in his eyes, making his head spin even more.
Just then, the bathtub had filled up.
Nie Rujun snapped back to reality, fumbling to turn off the tap, and just as she was about to stand up, a heavy body pressed down on her back.
"...Ah!" She braced her hands on the edge of the tub, desperately protecting her stomach.
Once she stabilized herself, her pale little face was covered with cold sweat, her breathing erratic, and her light tea-colored eyes flickered with intense fear.
