Bedroom.
Xi Mu lay exhausted on the bed, as if his body had been hollowed out, his gaze empty as he stared at the ceiling. Meanwhile, the white-haired girl sitting beside the bed stared at him with an displeased expression.
Silence fell for a moment.
"Drink this," the white-haired girl offered a cup of Magic Potion, but Xi Mu silently turned away, followed by a weary voice.
"No need, I just need some rest."
"It'll be a waste if you don't drink it." The white-haired girl didn't retract her hand, insistent on having Xi Mu drink the Magic Potion.
This cup of Magic Potion was originally prepared by her for Xi Mu in the morning.
"I want to drink a dessert Magic Potion," Xi Mu requested, but the white-haired girl remained unmoved. She could prepare rejuvenating Magic Potions for Xi Mu out of good will, but could not indulge him too much.
And the Magic Potion she had prepared was not very spicy.
