The next morning, though it was still grey outside, the people knew it was time to rise when the moon was no longer that visible in the sky any longer and they could see the faint traces of sunlight.
Xueyao, eyes closed, tried to stretch and move but frowned when it appeared difficult to stretch or even turn her body fully. She tried again and her frown deepened when it felt as if something was preventing her and keeping her in one position.
She opened her eyes and her gaze blurred slightly until one perfect image registered so impossibly close to her.
Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets as she remained stiff in his firm hold.
Her heart dared not race as she wondered what the hell was this.
He was still peacefully asleep as his legs and one arm had a vice-like grip around her, pulling her impossibly so close to him that their lips were almost touching.
