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Chapter 48 - The Girl Covering Herself in the Quilt

Furina ran away.

The small distance between the two had been infinitely shortened, yet in the end, it was still just a tiny bit off.

When that hint of coolness ended — when the girl's serious words, like a contract, fell — Liu Yuan was left in a daze.

Because she truly didn't know how to react.

The next moment, Furina ran away.

She sat up from her, then quickly got up and fled. The whole process was flustered and messy, and she almost tripped and fell back onto Liu Yuan.

When Liu Yuan opened her eyes, the lights in the room had been turned off. The room was plunged into darkness, and Furina was nowhere to be seen — only a tightly wrapped "zongzi" (rice dumpling) on the bed, completely covering herself.

Liu Yuan's heart was in utter chaos, to the point she couldn't even find words to describe it.

She reached out, her fingers lightly brushing her lips, but after a moment, she lowered her hand.

This feeling… no, it's different…

Liu Yuan fell into confusion. Lately, she had been confused more and more often — and every single time, it was because of Furina. It was strange, and that strangeness only made her more puzzled.

Unconsciously, she began to recall every little detail of her interactions with the damsel, piecing together the moments they'd shared, wondering what this connection between them truly was.

But the more she recalled, the more chaotic her heart became. That indescribable feeling reappeared — warm, strange, and persistent.

Liu Yuan knew she was having another "episode."

But this time, she was calmer. After all, compared to the rush of emotion she'd felt during that fleeting coolness just now, this wave barely scratched her resolve.

The young woman began to think — about Furina.

Meanwhile, Furina, tightly wrapped in her blanket on the bed, was touching her lips with her fingers in the same way as Liu Yuan.

The flush on her cheeks had yet to fade. But this time, she wasn't panicking as much. Her fingers lingered on her lips, replaying the moment again and again in her mind.

She… she was finally brave for once!

Even though it was only for a moment… even though she had made Liu Yuan close her eyes beforehand… even though she was still terrified… she had been brave for once!

Liu Yuan's lips… cool… I want to do it again— ugh! Furina, what are you even thinking?!

The blush deepened on her face, and Furina let out a tiny groan, burying herself even deeper into the blanket. Panic washed over her again — but unlike before, it was the kind that made her heart flutter.

The damsel curled up quietly. Once upon a time, she used to do this seeking comfort. But this time, she did it out of pure shyness — and a hint of sweet fantasy.

With a hand covering her lips, Furina began to recall everything from just now.

I really… really want to do it again…

Her thoughts spiraled, impossible to contain. Furina couldn't stop her imagination from running wild.

It was still early, and the night was still long.

But neither the woman on the sofa nor the damsel wrapped like a cocoon on the bed had any intention of sleeping.

Outside the window, the stars shimmered softly. Tonight was destined to be an endlessly long one.

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When the first ray of morning sunlight passed through the window, slipping through the curtain gap and into the room, the dark chamber brightened just enough to reach the young woman still sitting on the sofa. That light finally brought Liu Yuan back to her senses.

She hadn't slept. She hadn't read. She had simply sat there, thinking. The whole night had vanished in the blink of an eye.

When sunlight spilled over her, illuminating half of her body, she finally stopped her night-long contemplation.

Her deep blue eyes flickered faintly, reflecting the soft light. The warmth of dawn melted away the cool detachment within them, leaving behind something gentler — something almost tender.

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. And at this moment, Liu Yuan's soul seemed to have shifted — subtly but undeniably.

She glanced at the clock. Nine twenty in the morning. Furina's schedule started at ten. In short — she should wake her up.

She stood, drew the curtains open with a soft sweep of invisible force, and turned on the lights.

Slowly, she walked toward the bed. Yet, just as she was about to speak, Liu Yuan hesitated.

Because suddenly, she didn't know what to say.

Last night's moment was still vivid. The warmth, the softness, the words — they all lingered in her mind.

The silence stretched for a heartbeat before Liu Yuan exhaled, making her decision.

Reaching out, she gently patted Furina through the blanket — but the moment her hand brushed the fabric, she felt Furina stiffen beneath it.

Liu Yuan blinked, a faint crease forming between her brows.

After a few seconds, the blanket began to move. First peeked out Furina's ahoge and some messy strands of hair, then her mismatched eyes followed.

The blanket slid down slowly, revealing Furina's face at last.

"Mo… morning, Liu Yuan."

Even though she had been brave yesterday, it didn't stop Furina from being flustered the instant she met Liu Yuan's gaze today.

"Good morning, Furina."

Liu Yuan's soft chuckle accompanied her greeting.

And that simple sound froze Furina in place.

Liu Yuan… smiled!!! She smiled!!!

Furina felt her heart skip a beat. She instantly noticed the subtle change in Liu Yuan — not just in her tone, but in her whole presence.

That wasn't a polite imitation of a smile. It was real. Warm. Directed at her.

Furina took a deep breath, desperately trying to steady herself. "I'm going to wash up!"

And with that, she fled — still in her pajamas, not even bothering to put on her slippers.

Watching her rush off, Liu Yuan couldn't help but find the sight oddly amusing.

Inside the washroom, Furina leaned against the door, clutching her chest as her heart pounded wildly. The woman's smiling face was too devastating — it left her completely undone.

She tried to calm down, took a few deep breaths, and slapped her cheeks lightly.

No, she wasn't giggling. Absolutely not. It was just… she accidentally stayed up all night, that's all!

In short, she hadn't slept a wink. All night, her mind had been filled with one name — Liu Yuan, Liu Yuan, Liu Yuan.

And she'd thought of her over and over until that gentle pat woke her… and she realized the morning had already come.

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