Night
Besides the sound of the train passing over the tracks, only the howling wind could be heard—nothing else seemed to break the silence.
Lv Fangxin peeked out cautiously from beneath her blanket.
She carefully glanced to the side and discovered the girl was already fast asleep.
She let out a long sigh of relief.
Lv Fangxin quietly got up, and before leaving, she couldn't help but take another look at the girl.
Her seaweed-like long hair spread out like clouds, and her angelic face, as stunning as an oil painting, carried a hint of sweet fragrance.
Lv Fangxin's gaze unwillingly lingered on the girl's butterfly-like resting lashes and fell upon her lips, lush and red like crabapple blossoms.
Noticing the girl's blanket wasn't properly covering her, she quietly stepped over to adjust it.
When her fingertips brushed against the girl's skin, soft and creamy like cheese, a shiver involuntarily ran through her entire body.
