"…It's done."
Wang Xiao exhaled, like a blacksmith finally pulling the blade from the fire.
The girl stood before him, wrapped tight in white bands like a gift someone had forgotten to label. He nodded, oddly satisfied, as if unwrapping her wasn't the point, wrapping her was.
Splash!
He turned at the sudden noise.
Xue Hanqin was flailing gracelessly, soaked to the bone, standing on a half-rotted wooden plank in water barely ten centimeters deep.
"…Um." He blinked at her. "Have you lost your mind?"
Her dark bangs stuck to her forehead, golden U-shaped earrings dripping. The water plastered her clothes to her body until they were practically translucent. She tilted her head, lips curving in a smile far too charming for the mess she looked like. "No."
"??"
A visible question mark might as well have floated above Wang Xiao's head. "The water doesn't even reach your ankles. And if you hate dipping your feet so much… why not just fly?"
