Waiting

Luofeng City, inside Yimo's old room.

The curtains, usually kept drawn, had been pulled open by Xia Yuxi, and she had opened the window to let in some fresh air.

Xia Yuxi wore a beige short-sleeved top with lace cutouts, through which a white camisole could be seen. Below, she wore a brown skirt that reached her knees, with an apron tied over it.

Her shoulder-length hair, usually left loose, was now tied into a ponytail, exposing her healthy wheat-colored neck. A few beads of sweat clung to her forehead as she gripped a mop, working hard to clean the floor.

The tiled floor hadn't been all that clean to begin with, but thanks to Xia Yuxi's efforts, it was now clean enough to faintly reflect the alluring view beneath her skirt.

It was early July, and cicadas chirped incessantly.

The temperature was already high, and the sunlight streaming through the window was glaring.

Xia Yuxi had been back at school for less than a day when she took leave and returned to Luofeng City. She went to Yimo's room and settled in there.

Every day, she helped Yimo tidy up, taking turns washing the clothes in his wardrobe.

After tidying up as usual, Xia Yuxi walked over to the table and looked at the few dishes left there. She sighed.

Although Yimo wasn't here now, she still made a lavish meal every day, hoping that one day he would come back and get to eat his favorite dishes.

Xia Yuxi loved watching Yimo eat. He would wolf down his food while praising her cooking, acting as if whoever married her would be blessed with eight lifetimes' worth of good fortune.

Xia Yuxi would only blush and smile happily.

She wondered how she could possibly be that good.

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