Wen Zhi had lingered in the room for quite some time before finally opening the door and coming out.
How dreadful...
Shang Hexing hadn't left yet.
He was standing in the courtyard, seemingly waiting for her?
Last night in her dream, she had been so unrestrained. It was really hard for her to calmly face his clear, desireless face during the day.
"Have you finished washing up?" Shang Hexing asked, turning around as he heard her open the door.
Today, he dressed very casually, in a black shirt and trousers, neither business-like nor excessively formal, which made him seem much more approachable.
Wen Zhi nodded, "Yes."
He still stood there waiting for her, "Then let's go."
Wen Zhi closed the door to her house and walked towards him.
The sky hadn't fully brightened yet, and the atmosphere was exceptionally quiet as they walked together, crickets chirping in the background.
