Beneath the night sky.
Bright moonlight cast a cool hue over the land.
But wherever there were people, there were warm colors.
Liyue was hardly ablaze with lights at that moment, but a few lamps along its quiet roads always held back the darkness of the night.
A petite figure stood in the moonlight, making strange movements while chanting, "One, two, seven, seven... two, two, seven, seven..."
Qiqi liked the night because it made her feel comfortable, unlike the stifling heat of the day.
She diligently practiced the Soft Gymnastics Xiu Yuan had taught her to stretch her limbs. Only then would her body stay supple instead of growing stiff.
That was why Soft Gymnastics was one of her indispensable daily tasks.
"Soft Gymnastics... finished..."
"What else... haven't I done...?"
"Hmm... I can't remember..."
Qiqi lightly tapped her head, but still couldn't remember. Only then did she give up and obediently take out her little notebook.
"Today... there's one last thing..."
"Read the story... about Xiu Yuan and me..."
Beside Qiqi, Xiu Yuan smiled faintly and slowly leaned closer.
He remembered that Qiqi read the story about him every night. The only reason Xiu Yuan had never read it himself was that his own affairs had been too urgent.
He had sped through a long stretch of time. After finding that nothing else happened afterward, he decided to spend his remaining time tonight reading his story with Qiqi.
Holding the notebook in both hands, Qiqi climbed onto the rooftop with the best view before slowly turning to the last page.
This was Qiqi's own little ritual. She wanted to read the last page in the most comfortable way possible.
The rooftop was the best place to enjoy the moonlight. No one would disturb her here. This time belonged to her.