Fire

The moon rose and set, and the sky gradually brightened.

On the large bed in Yunhai Dwelling's master bedroom, a man and a woman slept soundly.

Suddenly, the youth opened his bleary eyes. His brows drew together slightly, as though he had heard something.

Through the carved wooden window, Lu Ran saw the dim light outside. Thick seas of clouds blanketed the sky, making the air feel especially oppressive.

The breathing of the person beside his pillow was light, but it could not escape Lu Ran's ears.

His fiancée's long, rhythmic breaths seemed to carry a kind of magic, gradually settling his heart.

Lu Ran gazed at the sky outside and listened carefully for a moment before cautiously rising from bed.

As he went around the screen, he casually picked up the broad white robe hanging from one corner and slipped it on.

When Lu Ran arrived at the entrance to Yunhai Dwelling, he indeed saw a woman sitting before the stone table in the courtyard.

"So early?" Lu Ran tightened his robe around himself and stepped into the courtyard.

"I woke you, didn't I?" Si Xianxian said softly. "I didn't mean to."

The instant the hammer's shaft had knocked against the stone table, Si Xianxian had realized something was wrong.

Sure enough, Ran Dog came out not long afterward.

"It's fine." Lu Ran smiled. It was rare to see Sister Xian'er embarrassed.

He sat down at the stone table and looked at the woman across from him. "Couldn't wait?"

"I woke up early. It was boring staying at home, so I came over," Si Xianxian muttered.

That little mouth of hers was stubborn as ever.

Lu Ran raised his head slightly, looking at the rolling sea of clouds on the horizon. "Don't place too much expectation on this battle."