Encounter

After the admiration, Ye Xiaowei quickly regained his composure. Somehow, the young man suddenly remembered the maid he hadn't seen for a long time and became somewhat worried.

After Zhao Shisan finished arranging her hair, she looked at Ye Xiaowei with confusion.

Both of them were lost in thought, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat chilly.

The cool moonlight spilled onto the young man's face. Ye Xiaowei raised his head, saw the rising moon, and the stars decorating the black curtain of the sky, making it extraordinarily beautiful. This made him suddenly awake.

"It's getting late. Senior sister, take a good rest."

"Yeah, you too."

Zhao Shisan turned around and left.

Ye Xiaowei glanced at the sky and silently lay back on his bamboo chair.

The sun rose in the east, but the rooster had not crowed yet. This was the earliest time Ye Xiaowei had ever woken up.