Sitting there by herself again, she spent a moment in a daze, thinking about what she should do in the future.
And... by running out so impulsively, surely everyone is very worried.
Hmph, except for Ou Jue!
It was almost 11 PM when Xiyan finally walked down from the rooftop.
At this hour, most of the inn's guests were already resting.
Xiyan returned to the room she was staying in, just as she took out the room card to open the door.
Before she had the chance to step inside, someone grabbed her wrist suddenly.
Startled, Xiyan turned her head in fright.
The light in the corridor was a dim yellow, illuminating the distinct contours of a young man.
His forehead was beaded with sweat, dampening the strands of hair hanging over it.
Breathing heavily, the young man gritted his teeth, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Xia, Xi, Yan."
No, could it be?
Ou Jue?
It really is him...
How could he be here?
How did he find me?!
