"Master, come and lie down."
As Ah Yin spoke, she reached out with her small hand and led Qin Xiao into the bedroom, then gestured for him to lie on the bed.
"All right."
Qin Xiao nodded and slowly lay down on the bed.
"Master, close your eyes and relax. You don't need to move."
"I'll do the moving."
Ah Yin spoke again.
Her voice was soft and delicate, like an invisible little hand plucking at his heartstrings.
Qin Xiao did as she asked, a series of images involuntarily surfacing in his mind. Who would have thought Ah Yin would be so forward?
Just as Qin Xiao's imagination was running wild, a pair of cool little hands settled on his forehead.
Then they began gently massaging it.
"Master, how does that feel?"
"Is it comfortable? Do you feel relaxed?"
Ah Yin's voice sounded beside Qin Xiao's ear.
Wait.
This is what Ah Yin meant by helping me relax?
Realization suddenly dawned on Qin Xiao.
He had to admit, this was quite different from what he had imagined.
But after giving it another thought, he accepted it.
The reborn Ah Yin was like a blank sheet of paper. She had forgotten far too much, and her actions now seemed to spring from instinct, straight from her heart.
"Very good. That feels wonderful. Keep massaging like that."
As Qin Xiao spoke, he cleared his mind.
Before long, he fell into a deep sleep.
When Qin Xiao opened his eyes again, he discovered it was already morning.
Ah Yin was no longer beside him.
However.
Just then, hurried footsteps reached his ears.
Qin Xiao looked over and saw Ah Yin approaching with a box in her hands.
"Master, you're awake. Oh, Dean Liu brought this over a couple of days ago. She said