The silver moon sank, and the crowing of roosters called forth the dawn glow.
Su Jingyan slowly awoke, his muddled mind gradually recalling the events of last night.
He turned to look. The fairy beside him was already gone, yet he was sleeping beneath Ning Baixue's quilt.
His own thin quilt had fallen to the floor at some point. The faint fragrance beside him stirred a different sort of feeling in his heart.
Last night... not only had he shared a bed with her, they had even slept beneath the same quilt...
With a soft sigh, Su Jingyan rose, left the room, and went up to the loft.
People always had a favorite spot at home. For some, it was by a window; for others, a corner. Su Jingyan's usual haunt was the loft, where he would linger whether he had anything to do or not.
As soon as he reached the loft, he saw Ning Baixue standing there in her white dress, graceful and unworldly, gazing out at the scenery.
Su Jingyan slowly walked to Ning Baixue's side and joined her in looking outside.
In the Jiangnan morning, the mist gradually thickened beneath the rosy light, and the blue-gray roof tiles of every household appeared in overlapping layers through the dense fog.
Little boats swayed along the river as they passed beneath the small bridges, no more than faint silhouettes in the thick mist. Only the repeated sound of oars striking the water reached the ear clearly.
"Were you up early?" Su Jingyan turned his head and asked softly.
"Mm..." Ning Baixue answered faintly without turning around.
"What would you like to eat? I'll go buy it!" Su Jingyan asked.
He had no habit of making breakfast and usually just ate something casually on the street.
"Whatever you like..."