Maybe Bai Zhi was just too tired lately, or perhaps her relationship with Bai Ling was just too good. She had subconsciously remembered Bai Ling's scent, so even when Bai Ling crept to her side and whispered in her ear, she didn't react at all.
Bai Ling clearly had done this more than once or twice, so when Bai Zhi didn't respond, she wasn't in a hurry. Instead, like a little kitten, she nestled by Bai Zhi's ear and continued to gently inquire in her soft voice, "Bai... how far have you and Fang Ze gotten?"
This time, Bai Zhi finally had some reaction. She was still asleep, her lips slightly parted as she murmured softly, "How... far?"
Then she slowly turned over, draped an arm over Bai Ling, like cuddling a doll, pulled Bai Ling into her arms, "What should be done... is already done."
