After struggling until late at night, the effects of the drug in Rong Zhi's body finally dissipated somewhat. The remaining effects had been digested and couldn't be expelled, so she had to endure it.
She was wearing a thin shirt and standing by the window, enjoying the breeze. Bai Su, afraid of reigniting the heat she'd just suppressed, didn't dare to get too close to her. After showering, he sat opposite her, accompanying her to stargaze.
The stars in the sky seemed like a river of silver, spilling liberally on the deep blue canvas.
The breeze lifted her hair draped over her shoulders, brushing her lips and tickling her with whispers of itchiness.
Bai Su propped his chin and admired the beauty before him.
Observing the sky was also observing her.
She appeared much gentler than usual, with a faint blush on her cheeks, and remained quietly without speaking. Bai Su felt a peace both physical and emotional.
