Night had fallen deeply.
In the north, the Huishui River flowed quietly. Moonlight scattered across the river's surface, glistening as if one could reach out and fish the moon out of the water.
The moon in the sky wasn't satisfied with a single river, spreading its light over the earth, from the woods to the fields, finally resting upon a row of bungalows on the expansive land.
The outer walls of the bungalows reflected the night; inside, they were bathed in pure white light.
"Chuchu, what are you writing?" Xue Yuantong asked.
Xue Chuchu, dressed in a white nightgown, sat quietly at the desk, her legs together like a freshly blooming lily, clean and pure.
She held an ink pen, writing and drawing on exam papers with the pen tip.
As Xue Yuantong spoke, he leaned over to look and discovered that she was working on junior high exam papers.
Xue Yuantong was perplexed: "You're in high school now, why are you doing junior high exams?"
