Xu Si's gaze froze, still fixed intently on the opaque window. She felt as if all her politeness and upbringing were about to crumble. At this moment, her desire to peek reached its peak; she almost wanted to smash the thin glass window, lift the curtain, and drag out the person inside for a detailed inspection. Her heartbeat was too fast. Or rather, simply relying on this feeling, she was especially eager to see who this person was, their condition, what kind of illness they had, and why they gave her such a familiar sensation. That's why she became so impatient, her heart racing along with her agitation.
The person inside seemed to move, sensing the woman's restlessness, and pulled the curtain tighter again.
