Above the courtyard on Shallow Study Peak.
A few particularly bright stars twinkled coldly, like shards of ice in the dead of winter—you could see their light, but you couldn't feel their warmth.
The Milky Way stretched across the sky, appearing thicker than before, a hazy expanse of fragmented light.
If you looked closely, it seemed as if countless stars were crowded together within that light, and yet it also seemed as if they were all sound asleep.
"Oh... my dear girl... what you described just now, that *is* what liking someone is..."
Xu Bei'er had already left Tushan Jing Ci's courtyard, but Tushan Jing Ci, sitting alone, was still dazedly replaying the words Xu Bei'er had said to her before leaving.
Her eyes were lowered, her lashes fluttering as if she were trying hard to process something.
The young woman's expression was filled with an indescribable complexity.
'Is this... what it means to like someone?'
