"This is all your fault."
Bai Luo reprimanded Xiao Mo as he finished fixing the latter's clothes and turned to pick up his white veil on the table. After wearing it, he spun around and walked towards the Guest Hall's exit.
"How is it my fault when it seemed you wanted me to touch you? You didn't even resist."
Xiao Mo said begrudgingly as he followed Bai Luo out of the Guest Hall.
The day was already coming to an end, the sun no longer visible in the sky. Only a deep orange hue painted a corner of the westward horizon. But in a few minutes, even this hue will fade to be replaced by the night sky.
Illuminated by the setting sun, Bai Luo and Xiao Mo argued as they made their way onto the bridge. Upon reaching the middle of the bridge Bai Luo bemoaned.
"How am I going to face her now? This is so embarrassing. To think she might have seen us in that moment."
