That evening, the courtyard was quiet, lanterns swaying softly in the breeze, when Ryan, Li Baijie, and Li Wujie made their way to visit Li Shu.
When the door opened, Li Shu blinked in surprise. Her eyes curved into bright crescents. "Young Master Wei, Sister Baijie, Wushie… why are you all here?"
Li Wujie's face stiffened. "It's Wujie. Wujie. And I'm older than you."
She nodded at once, completely serious. "Okay, Brother Wujie."
Her calm, obedient tone made it hard to believe she was the same girl who had stunned the entire square that morning.
Li Baijie stepped forward. "How are you? Any pain?"
Li Shu shook her head. "Just a little tired. Thank you for coming."
Li Baijie reached out and tapped her nose gently. "Such a polite little thing."
Ryan cleared his throat, and the mood shifted at once.
"Sit," he said.
The three of them straightened instantly. Li Shu sat on the edge of the bed while Li Baijie and Li Wujie took seats nearby.
