"Xiao Mo..."
It was early in the morning.
The sky had just begun to lighten when Tushan Jing Ci shot up in bed.
Slipping on her shoes, Tushan Jing Ci quickly got out of bed and ran out of her room.
She pushed open the door, and when she saw the figure meditating in the courtyard, a lovely smile touched Tushan Jing Ci's eyes.
"Xiao Mo, you're back..."
Tushan Jing Ci skipped forward happily.
It was as if the young girl's entire world had brightened.
Xiao Mo withdrew from his meditation, opened his eyes, and gave Tushan Jing Ci a faint smile. "Yes, I'm back. I'm sorry for worrying you yesterday, Miss."
"Who was worried about you? I wasn't worried at all," Tushan Jing Ci said, turning her head away in a transparent denial.
Xiao Mo just smiled and said nothing, closing his eyes to continue absorbing the essence of the morning sun.
Tushan Jing Ci continued to watch Xiao Mo.
'Maybe it's just my imagination,' she thought, 'but he seems even more handsome now.'
