"I miss Jiujiu too," she whispered to Xi Jiu, "I'll go back to the bedroom to freshen up in a bit, Jiujiu, wait for me."
After hanging up the phone, Ruan Qi and the others lay on the bed for a while, then hugged their blankets and returned to their respective rooms.
Ruan Qi pushed open the bedroom door, and as she stepped inside, a tall figure embraced her from behind.
He took the blanket from her arms and tossed it onto the sofa, then reached out and pulled her tightly into his embrace.
The familiar cold and crisp scent surrounded her nose once again. Although they had only been apart for one night, Ruan Qi felt as if it had been a year.
She wrapped her arms around the man's waist, resting her face against his firm chest, and gently rubbed her cheek against it.
"Jiujiu, I'm back."
The girl's voice was soft and small, making Xi Jiu's heart melt.
He tightened his grip around her as he buried his head into her shoulder, deeply inhaling the warm, sweet fragrance of the girl.
