Tang Miao opened his eyes with a sore body.
When he opened his eyes, the room was not particularly bright. The curtains blocked the morning sun, and some thin light came in. Tang Miao lay on the pillow, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, and slowly regained consciousness.
On the morning after being drunk, it is very slow for consciousness to return. As consciousness returns, rationality returns, and the sense of the surrounding environment becomes clear and real.
As Tang Miao's consciousness slowly returned, her body and mind were slowly enveloped by the strangeness. She supported her sides with her hands and sat up from the bed.
The movement was too violent and Tang Miao had a splitting headache. She subconsciously raised her hand and frowned, but her eyes were still wandering around this strange room. Finally, while observing, Tang Miao remembered what happened last night.
Yesterday, she and her colleagues from the piano store went to Guitu for team building and ran into He Xiao, who was also on his way to Guitu for work. Later, after the colleagues left, Tang Miao waited for He Xiao to finish his work and went home with him.
She still remembered that the two of them said goodbye to He Xiao's teammates on their way back. After saying goodbye, the two crossed the road. After crossing the road, she didn't know what happened next.
Tang Miao placed her hands on both sides of her cheeks, and the warmth from her palms penetrated into her throbbing temples, buffering the burden on her mind.
Tang Miao must be drunk.
She doesn't drink much normally, and gets drunk even less often. But when she's drunk, she does become talkative, and then she won't remember anything when she wakes up the next day.
Tang Miao held his temple and looked down at the bedding on the bed. The dark grey cotton and linen quilt cover had a rough texture and a light and pleasant fir scent. It was a familiar style and smell. Tang Miao thought he should be at He Xiao's house.
She came back with He Xiao yesterday. If she came back with He Xiao, she wouldn't have to worry about her safety. Although she wouldn't remember anything after getting drunk, she didn't have any memories of going to other people's houses when she was drunk.
Then why was she at He Xiao's house?
She had a severe blackout, so He Xiao took her home to take care of her?
no.
He Xiao was indeed kind-hearted, but he would not do such an inappropriate thing. It was not that he thought she was troublesome when she was drunk, but as a single woman, he would pay attention to her personal privacy.
What's going on?
Tang Miao couldn't think of it.
Unable to figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it. She sat on the bed, relieved the headache, and then got off the bed.
The air conditioner was on in the room, and the temperature was lower than she usually set it. She didn't feel anything because she was covered with the quilt, but as soon as she lifted the quilt, the cool air blew up at her thigh skin. Tang Miao moved her legs due to the cold and looked down.
She had nothing on her legs.
Tang Miao went back to bed.
Tang Miao sat on the bed, snuggled in the quilt, staring in a daze at the air conditioner blowing out cold air.
When Tang Miao noticed that she was not wearing any clothes on her legs, he also saw the T-shirt she was wearing on her upper body. The T-shirt was very large and did not look like hers. Judging from the size, it looked like He Xiao's.
Besides, Tang Miao drank alcohol yesterday. According to her memory before she blacked out, she and He Xiao should have walked home, so she should have been sweating. But now, her naked legs were folded together, and her skin felt smooth and tender, without any trace of sweat.
She took a bath last night.
After taking a shower, she changed into He Xiao's clothes.
At the same time, she was not wearing pants.
Tang Miao continued to stare at the air conditioner in a daze.
She shouldn't have done anything weird.
Tang Miao thought.
If she did something strange, then she must not be the only one in bed today. Thinking of this, Tang Miao slapped his head. His head was buzzing with yesterday's alcohol.
What is she thinking about? She is not the only one. What else is she thinking about?
That is to say, after she came to He Xiao's house yesterday, she asked He Xiao for clothes, took a shower herself, and then she lived in He Xiao's room.
Other than that, nothing should have happened.
Thinking of this, Tang Miao lifted the quilt and got out of bed again.
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In fact, after getting out of bed, Tang Miao took another close look at the T-shirt she was wearing. The T-shirt was too big. Although she was not wearing any clothes underneath, the T-shirt could be used as her nightgown. It also covered the area from the middle of her thighs to the bottom, so it didn't look exposed or ambiguous at all.
But when she was sober, Tang Miao had never worn such a short skirt, so she felt it was a little strange.
After feeling awkward in the bedroom for a while, Tang Miao couldn't find any pants to wear, so he just left the bedroom.
It was brighter outside the bedroom than inside. The living room had floor-to-ceiling windows and the curtains were larger than those in the bedroom, so more sunlight came in. In the light that came in, Tang Miao saw He Xiao sleeping on the sofa.
Seeing He Xiao, Tang Miao stood at the bedroom door and his eyelashes moved slightly.
He Xiao hasn't woken up yet.
After she occupied his bedroom last night, he could only sleep on the sofa. Fortunately, his sofa was big enough, but because he was too tall, the wide sofa was still a bit cramped for him.
He was lying on the sofa, which was covered with pillows and a thin quilt. The man had loose hair and was resting his head on the dark pillow. Perhaps the sunlight coming in from the bedroom made him feel a little uncomfortable, so he bent his long arms and raised them to cover his eyes.
He Xiao was truly the man with the most perfect appearance she had ever seen.
It can be regarded as a show of Nuwa's skills.
His skin was usually a transparent cold white, and under the light coming through the curtains, it looked like white jade, delicate and cold. He lay there, tall and straight, his whole body sunk into the sofa, like a mermaid sleeping in the sea.
When he was asleep, his chin was still slightly raised, with his jawline connected to his slender neck. Under his chin, the protruding Adam's apple moved with his breathing without the slightest movement, yet it revealed a cold and vigorous sexiness.
Tang Miao stood there and looked for a long time, until she felt her thighs were a little cold again, then she withdrew her gaze with slightly hot cheeks.
After Tang Miao retracted his gaze, he looked at the time. It was already 7:30 in the morning.
After seeing the time, Tang Miao turned and went to the kitchen.
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He Xiao's sleeping schedule has always been chaotic.
He would wake up at any time except before eight in the morning.
When I moved my things to the living room to sleep yesterday, I forgot to bring my eye mask, but I did wear earplugs. After waking up, He Xiao took his arm off his eyes and looked at the ceiling above his head.
It should be daybreak now. Even with the curtains drawn, the living room wasn't too dark. After seeing the ceiling of the living room, He Xiao sat up from the sofa.
While sitting up, He Xiao looked towards the bedroom.
The bedroom door was open.
The reason why the living room was so bright was because the bedroom door was open and the bedroom curtains were also opened, so the daylight illuminated the bedroom and some of it poured in from the door.
The weather is nice today and the sunlight is bright. It shines through the open bedroom door and spreads onto the living room floor.
He Xiao looked at the light on the floor, and his vision gradually adjusted to the brightness. He raised his head and glanced around, then walked down from the sofa.
After getting off the sofa, He Xiao went to the French window and opened the curtains. It was bright outside, and the sun shone directly in from the window. In an instant, the living room was completely bright.
After opening the curtains, He Xiao turned around and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash up. Before leaving, he saw something on the table in the living room.
There was a small table next to the sofa in the living room near the French window. It was not big. When he was at home, He Xiao would occasionally sit here to write songs. Now, the messy papers and pens on the table were neatly arranged. Next to the neatly arranged papers and pens, there was a dinner plate with a sandwich, a fried egg, and two slices of bacon on it. Next to the dinner plate, there was a glass of milk.
The plates and milk were placed on the wooden table. In the light and shadow of the living room, the originally modern and cold decoration style was given a hint of life.
Next to the plate and milk, there was a piece of paper and a pen.
The pen was pressed on the paper. He Xiao walked over, took the pen, and picked up the paper.
He was already familiar with Tang Miao's handwriting.
On the two previous occasions, there were sticky notes on the dessert boxes on the door handle, and her handwriting was written on each note. The woman's handwriting was just like her, with a plain and delicate stroke, and the bends were not sharp at all, but gentle and smooth.
She wrote a few words on it.
【I went to work and made breakfast for you. 】
After that, she also wrote "Thank you", but it was crossed out.
After crossing it out, she wrote another line.
【Just want to thank you. 】
【Tang Miao】
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It was when Tang Miao changed into his clothes and carried his bag that he realized why he had stayed overnight at He Xiao's house yesterday.
She lost the key to her house.
Yesterday, she and He Xiao got off the elevator together, and then she couldn't find her key to go home, so He Xiao took her to his house.
After leaving He Xiao's house, Tang Miao took a taxi and rushed to the piano store. After arriving at the store, Tang Miao searched in the piano classroom for a long time and finally found her house key under the pedals of the piano.
The lid of her bag was not tight, so the key must have fallen out accidentally when she was carrying the bag or taking something out.
Tang Miao breathed a sigh of relief after finding the key.
Fortunately, the key did not fall somewhere else, otherwise she would have to get a new key or replace the lock cylinder.
Just as Tang Miao was so thankful, the door of her piano classroom was opened by Yu Yaya. Yu Yaya's fair and tender figure appeared at the door, and her expression could be said to be excited. Seeing Tang Miao sitting on the piano stool, Yu Yaya pounced on her side and hugged her.
"Miaomiao!"
"What's going on between you and He Xiao!?"
Tang Miao: “…”
After waking up today, Tang Miao knew that she would have to face the current situation. Yu Yaya was a fan of He Xiao, and He Xiao helped her on the way home yesterday. After the incident, Xiao Jiang must have told Yu Yaya what happened yesterday. It was not easy for her to bear not to disturb her last night, but to come to ask her early this morning.
Yu Yaya was obviously very excited, and she hugged her more vigorously than usual. Tang Miao was in her arms, and she was already laughing softly. She said, "Nothing happened."
"It's just acquaintance."
"Just knowing each other?" Yu Yaya looked at her incredulously, "Just knowing that he could dig a trap to bury you after knowing your age, and tell everyone that you are the carrot he likes?"
Yu Yaya’s metaphor is very unique, but also on point.
At that time, after Xiao Jiang asked He Xiao what kind of girls he liked, He Xiao directly dug a hole and buried her in it.
However, when he dug that pit, it was not because his previous pits were like that, but because under the circumstances at that time, in order to help her and not embarrass her, he dug a pit out of conscience for her on the spot.
"But it's really like this." Tang Miao said.
Tang Miao confirmed it again, and Yu Yaya's expression became more serious. She looked down at Tang Miao, who was in her arms, smiling faintly as usual.
It doesn't seem like she's lying.
And Yu Yaya had never seen Tang Miao lie.
The two of them had known each other for such a long time, and Tang Miao was the most honest person she knew. What was true was true, and what was false was false. There was no need for her to say that they were just acquaintances after being together with He Xiao.
He Xiao is not that embarrassing.
Yu Yaya just held Tang Miao in her arms, and after observing Tang Miao carefully for a while, a hint of regret appeared in her eyes.
"Oh, what a shame."
"I think you two are a good match."
Tang Miao: “…”
Isn't it a good match? A rebellious, cool and handsome lead singer of a band, a soft, sweet, gentle and quiet piano teacher, who would not say it's a good deal after seeing this, who would not say it on the spot after knowing it.
Yu Yaya is a fan of He Xiao, and she is indeed a fan of He Xiao's appearance. For the musicians in the band, the fans are not as strict as fans are for their idols. After all, that's the trend in the music industry. It's as easy for musicians to change boyfriends or girlfriends as changing clothes.
But He Xiao is different. He is so handsome and has such a strong personality that everyone wants to have a crush on him and become his girlfriend fan. Usually, they always talk about sleeping with He Xiao. If He Xiao's girlfriend was really slept with by someone else, they would definitely feel a little regretful.
But if Tang Miao slept with him.
Yu Yaya did not feel any regrets, she was even a little excited.
But all this was just her subjective imagination. Tang Miao denied her relationship with He Xiao.
After Yu Yaya said the above words with regret, Tang Miao smiled at her and reminded her in a low voice: "You're holding me a little tight."
After Tang Miao said this, Yu Yaya realized that she was too excited. She quickly let go of Tang Miao's arms and said, "Wow, are you okay?"
After being released by Yu Yaya, Tang Miao smiled and shook his head.
Yu Yaya sat on the piano stool, looking at Tang Miao smiling and shaking his head at her.
She really liked this sister. She was so gentle and kind, and even when she was hurt, she would just give a gentle reminder.
After taking this look, Yu Yaya exclaimed "Ah!" and hugged Tang Miao again.
"If only I were a man, I would definitely marry you."
Yu Yaya controlled her strength this time, hugged the limp Tang Miao, and said this with a hum.
After hearing her words, Tang Miao raised his hand and touched her cheek, then said with a smile, "Then I will marry you."
"Will you marry me even though I'm so fat?" Yu Yaya said.
Tang Miao said: "Very cute."
"But they say fat men are smaller."
"..."
Yu Yaya started driving again. Tang Miao was stunned for two seconds. Yu Yaya hugged her and laughed. She laughed for a while, and Tang Miao laughed with her.
After laughing, Yu Yaya also remembered what Xiao Jiang told her yesterday about what happened on the way home. In addition to the fact that He Xiao's matter made her surprised and happy, what Qiu Yu did to Tang Miao also made her angry for half the night.
"Qiu Yu is going too far."
Yu Yaya, who was holding her, suddenly said this.
Tang Miao touched her hair, and after hearing what she said, his hand paused.
"I'm really angry. Even though nothing happened in the end, wasn't it obvious that she was picking on you? She acted like this just because you didn't agree to help her with her lessons that day. It's so annoying."
Yu Yaya complained angrily.
Tang Miao listened to her complaints and smiled faintly.
"Um."
Hearing Tang Miao's response, Yu Yaya looked up at Tang Miao angrily. When she looked over, Tang Miao looked down at her, still with a faint smile in his eyes.
Seeing Tang Miao like this, Yu Yaya felt both distressed and angry.
Qiu Yu bullied Tang Miao because she was gentle and honest. After bullying her, she was sure that Tang Miao would not do anything to her, so she was so unscrupulous.
But what can be done?
They are all colleagues and they see each other every day. Especially Tang Miao is a new piano teacher in the piano store. If she has a conflict with Qiu Yu, she might not be able to stay in the piano store.
It's so annoying.
And she was just an outsider, knowing what Tang Miao had experienced yesterday and feeling so angry and upset, so Tang Miao must have been even more upset.
She just didn't say it.
Since she didn't say anything, Yu Yaya didn't mention it again. It would make people angry if she mentioned it.
Thinking of this, the look in Yu Yaya's eyes changed slightly. She looked at Tang Miao and asked.
"You and He Xiao know each other, right?"
Yu Yaya in her arms was like an angry bird, suddenly getting angry and her expression changed. She looked at Yu Yaya, whose expression suddenly returned to calm, and nodded with a smile.
"Um."
After Tang Miao responded, Yu Yaya's eyes in her arms suddenly lit up and she said to her.
"Then please ask him for an autograph for me!"
Tang Miao: “…”
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Tang Miao was not sure whether he could get He Xiao's autograph.
She and He Xiao have become closer, but she is not sure what He Xiao likes. Maybe if they are just neighbors, He Xiao would be happy with it. But if they are fans and musicians, it doesn't seem to be that suitable.
But Yu Yaya was too excited.
After confirming that she and He Xiao knew each other, Yu Yaya fell into a strange state of happiness and excitement. She even took out her favorite little notebook and pen and designated a page for He Xiao to sign. She also said devoutly that she would keep this little notebook until the end of time and take it to the cemetery when she died.
Of course, although Yu Yaya was looking forward to it, she didn't insist on Tang Miao's help. She was afraid that Tang Miao would be embarrassed, and even after she told Tang Miao about her expectations, she told him that if he felt it was inconvenient, he could forget it. And it was because of her proper approach that Tang Miao had no choice but to agree.
Yu Yaya has a strong emotional appeal. When people see her happy, they will also be happy with her.
Seeing her like this, Tang Miao also looked forward to being a part of making her happy.
So the signing was settled.
After she agreed, Yu Yaya naturally gave her a bear hug, and then her students came over, and she happily skipped to class.
Looking at Yu Yaya's back as she left happily, Tang Miao also smiled.
As she was smiling, a figure walked past the door of her piano classroom.
When he saw the figure, the smile on Tang Miao's lips faded slightly.
It’s Qiu Yu.
Because the piano store is not big, the piano teachers' piano classrooms are next to each other. Yu Yaya's piano classroom is next to her on the right, and Qiu Yu's piano classroom is inside her.
Apparently, when Qiu Yu passed by her piano classroom, she also noticed that the door of her piano classroom was not closed. However, Qiu Yu did not look into her piano classroom because she did not close the door. She did not even glance at Tang Miao and walked past her piano classroom without even looking away.
As Yu Yaya said, what happened yesterday was indeed intentional on Qiu Yu's part. Qiu Yu did not feel sorry for the embarrassment caused by He Xiao, but felt unlucky and unhappy because of He Xiao's help to her yesterday.
At first, she simply disliked Tang Miao. Later, she treated her as a substitute teacher, and after she refused to substitute for her, her dislike turned into disgust.
She didn't care about the deterioration of her relationship with Tang Miao.
First of all, she looks down on Tang Miao. Secondly, Qiu Yu's circle is very large. She has many friends and even has a good relationship with her colleagues at the piano store and Qian Cheng. Her bad relationship with Tang Miao will not affect her life and work.
That was why she was able to turn a blind eye to Tang Miao after what happened yesterday.
Tang Miao sat on the piano stool, looking out the door of the piano classroom. Qiu Yu had already walked past her door, her fine high heels making a tapping sound in the corridor.
Qiu Yu is a very refined woman. Her usual attire is also very refined and petite. Compared with other teachers in the piano store, her family background and income seem to be better, so she usually carries some big-brand bags.
But better is only relative.
For a piano teacher, her quality of life is not so good that every piece of clothing she wears is from a famous brand.
Tang Miao looked at the door of the piano classroom. After a while, her first student of the day arrived. The other party called "Teacher Tang". Tang Miao came back to her senses at the child's call. She looked at the well-behaved little girl, smiled and said.
"Good morning~"
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Tang Miao spent an ordinary day.
After finishing her lesson at the piano store, Tang Miao walked home as usual. She had an evening class today and it was already seven o'clock when the class ended.
But it was still not dark at seven o'clock in the summer. Tang Miao walked to the supermarket next to the community and bought ingredients for dinner. After buying the ingredients, Tang Miao carried the shopping bag into the community.
The neighborhood was very busy at seven o'clock. People who had finished their meals went downstairs to enjoy the cool air. The noise of children playing and the conversation of adults were particularly loud in the neighborhood. Tang Miao walked through the crowd, entered the apartment building where his home was, and got on the elevator.
After swiping the elevator card, the elevator quickly reached the 16th floor. The elevator door opened and Tang Miao walked down from the elevator. After walking down, Tang Miao walked to the door of his house and took out the key he had just found this morning.
Before taking the key to open the door, Tang Miao turned around and glanced next door.
The door to the next room was still closed. At this time, Tang Miao didn't know whether He Xiao was at home.
This morning, after she realized what happened yesterday at He Xiao's house, she ordered takeout and made breakfast for He Xiao. Because she was in a hurry to go to work and find the key, Tang Miao did not wait for He Xiao to get up, but left a note and left.
Now that she thinks about it, she should actually say thank you to He Xiao in person.
Besides, she could also ask He Xiao for an autograph on behalf of Yu Yaya.
Thinking of this, Tang Miao stood at the door. After standing for a while, she put away the key and knocked on He Xiao's door.
This was the second time Tang Miao knocked on He Xiao’s door.
The first time she was followed, He Xiao happened to be at home and opened the door for her. Yesterday was the second time she went to He Xiao's house, but because she lost her key, she was taken home by He Xiao without knocking.
Tang Miao thought about what happened last night and pursed her lips slightly.
She knocked on the door twice, but there was no sound from inside. Tang Miao raised her hand and knocked a second time. While knocking, Tang Miao wondered if He Xiao was not at home. At this moment, a voice came from inside, and the next second, He Xiao opened the door.
As the door was opened, the familiar scent of agarwood was brought out by the wind. Tang Miao was enveloped by the scent, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
As his eyelashes fluttered, Tang Miao also saw He Xiao standing at the door.
He probably didn't go out today. They had performed outside for a while before, and now they came back to rest. He Xiao didn't wear the clothes he wore in the morning, but changed into a simple white T-shirt and black sports shorts. The man stood at the door, leaning slightly to open the door. His figure under the clothes was tall and slender, young and strong.
When Tang Miao saw He Xiao, she observed the hem of the T-shirt he was wearing. He Xiao was wearing his T-shirt, and the hem was just at the mermaid line. For some reason, the same size T-shirt covered her thighs when she was wearing it.
After opening the door, He Xiao also saw Tang Miao standing at the door. Tang Miao was carrying a shopping bag for food and wearing the clothes she wore yesterday. After he opened the door, she looked at him and said something to him.
"I found the key."
After Tang Miao finished speaking, He Xiao lowered his eyes and glanced at her.
If she didn't find the key today, she would still ask He Xiao for help. Of course, she couldn't live in He Xiao's house and let him continue to sleep on the sofa. But she was unfamiliar with Huaicheng, so she might ask He Xiao to help find a more reliable locksmith. Or she could ask He Xiao to watch while she looked for a locksmith. Otherwise, she would worry about whether the locksmith would have any problems.
But now that the key has been found, there is no need to trouble He Xiao anymore.
After she said this to him, He Xiao didn't react at all. He remained calm and just responded faintly.
"Um."
"It fell under the pedals in the piano store. My bag is not very sturdy. I might have taken the key out with me when I was taking something else without noticing." Tang Miao looked at He Xiao and said this.
She seemed to be explaining.
Explain why she couldn't find her keys yesterday, explain why she slept in his house yesterday.
When she looked at him and explained this, He Xiao still lowered his eyes to look at her and responded faintly.
"Um."
Tang Miao looked at He Xiao, speechless.
She didn't know why she couldn't speak.
Maybe it was because she stayed at He Xiao's house yesterday, and this was her first time facing He Xiao. In fact, everything was fine when it first happened. But after a day, that thing fermented in her mind, and it seemed wrong no matter how she thought about it.
Then let’s just not talk about it.
"I..." Tang Miao moved her lips and made a sound. After making this sound, she looked at He Xiao again and said.
"I have a colleague who I'm very close to. She didn't go home yesterday. Today, she found out that you and I know each other, so she asked me to get your autograph for her. She's a fan of yours and likes you very much. She's been to many of your band's performances. She's really a fan of yours..."
Maybe because she was making another request to He Xiao, Tang Miao felt a little embarrassed. She kept repeating that Yu Yaya was a music fan who whizzed past. While she was talking, He Xiao said.
"Do you have a pen and paper?"
Tang Miao looked at He Xiao and blinked.
"Yes." After Tang Miao realized what was happening, she quickly lowered her head and reached into her bag to give He Xiao the notebook and pen that Yu Yaya had given her.
He Xiao took the paper and pen she handed over, and then signed his name on the page designated by Tang Miao. After signing, He Xiao looked at Tang Miao and asked.
"Do you want others'?"
After He Xiao asked, Tang Miao: "Ah?"
"The other three people." He Xiao explained, "I'm going out to have dinner with them later. If she wants the signatures of the other three people, I can ask them to sign for her."
"That's great."
After He Xiao finished speaking, Tang Miao burst into laughter.
Yu Yaya does like He Xiao more, but she is also a fan of He Xiao. For a favorite band, fans will like every musician.
At first, Yu Yaya only asked her to get He Xiao's autograph because she only knew He Xiao. But now, after hearing her request, He Xiao even offered to help get the autographs of the other three people.
That's great.
Tang Miao looked up at He Xiao. It was at this moment that her smile seemed to break through the faint awkwardness that had just shackled her, and became comfortable and gentle again.
She looked at He Xiao, the man in front of her, and really felt that He Xiao was very, very good both as a neighbor and as a lead singer of a band.
When He Xiao offered to get signatures from Qi Yuan and the other three for her, Tang Miao's feelings about bothering He Xiao yesterday and the discomfort of living in He Xiao's house all faded away.
She felt nothing but gratitude towards him.
"Thank you." Tang Miao said softly.
"Thank you so much, He Xiao."
Tang Miao expressed her gratitude and called his name, thanking him for last night, for tonight, and for everything he had done for her since she met him.
He Xiao stood at the door. The lights were on in his living room. The bright light extended along the long entrance, gradually dimming and fading, and just shining on him and his face.
His figure was hidden in the faint light and shadow, and his outline became sharp and deep with the light and darkness. His brown eyes took on a layer of deepness as his eyelashes drooped slightly.
He lowered his eyes to look at her, his expression unclear, just as quiet as the sea.
"Why don't you call me Xiao anymore?" he asked.
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