The patter of rain faintly drifted into the room, echoing with soft breathing. On the bed piled with plush toys and pillows, the two lay back to back, and the atmosphere was inexplicably somewhat stifling.
"I'm turning off the lights," Yao Ziyan said softly, breaking the slightly silent atmosphere.
"Mm." Qing Yuan answered quietly.
The gentle, bright light gradually dimmed, while deep dusk slowly encroached from all directions. By the hazy lights filtering through the window, they could barely make out the outlines of the things in the room. In such darkness, the rain seemed to grow a little noisier.
"I'm sorry. At the time, I was in seclusion trying to break through, and I never noticed that Monk's plan..."
Qing Yuan suddenly spoke, her voice sounding somewhat dry.
"It's all in the past." Yao Ziyan interrupted her.
"But..." Qing Yuan turned over, seeming as though she wanted to say something.
"No buts. As far as I'm concerned, it's already over." Yao Ziyan turned over as well, a faint smile on her lips.
In the darkness, those violet eyes, like glazed crystal, seemed to emit a misty gleam. Qing Yuan stared blankly at them, unsure how to react.
Naturally, Qing Yuan was talking about the time Yao Ziyan had been hunted down. Although Luo Chuan had ultimately appeared and resolved the matter with ease, Qing Yuan had never been able to let it go. After all, it was the faction she had founded that had brought Yao Ziyan into danger, while she had been in seclusion and unable to offer any help...
"It's all in the past. Besides, if those things hadn't happened, I wouldn't have met Luo Chuan, would I?" Yao Ziyan asked with a smile.
"That may be true, but..." Qing Yuan seemed a little anxious.
"I've never