Zhao Fangfei said weakly, "I feel like it came so quickly today... Spare me. Please, I'm begging you..."
"Go to sleep early today. I'll settle the score with you tomorrow..."
"Mmm..."
Zhao Fangfei was already losing consciousness, completely unaware of her surroundings. Soon, the sound of her steady snoring filled the air.
Lin Jiang got up a little after four in the morning.
Zhao Fangfei was still fast asleep, her posture relaxed and carefree. With her hair disheveled, she was sleeping soundly.
After leaving, Lin Jiang walked toward the small pavilion.
He hadn't taken more than a few steps when he noticed Feng Qi about ten-odd meters ahead, still wearing yesterday's hiking gear.
She instinctively turned her head. Their eyes met. Neither of them spoke or even greeted each other; they just exchanged a glance before continuing toward the small pavilion.
