Yan Luoxi was jolted awake from a nightmare. She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling. It took her a while to realize where she was, with a faint scent of Calming Incense in the air.
She sat up, put on her shoes, and folded the thin blanket. She turned and walked out of the treatment room. It was quiet inside; the main lights were off, leaving only the wall lamps on. Standing at the door, Yan Luoxi glanced around and noticed that a light was still on in one of the rooms.
The light was soft and tender as she walked towards that room. Through the glass wall, she saw a man and woman inside. The man was lying on the treatment chair, eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
Dr. Xu sat in the chair, gazing at the man with deep affection, as if all her feelings were about to spill out. Yan Luoxi looked up again to study the man. At a glance, his profile seemed vaguely familiar, but through the reflective glass wall, she was not entirely sure.
