"Let's enjoy happiness together."
The girl's face blushed as if she had a fever, her voice trembled incessantly, but she still insisted on finishing her sentence.
"Brother won't mind the filth, will he?"
*
Several hours later.
On a silent winter night, the room was as warm as spring. The glass kept out the cold from outside, and the comfortable heating blew against the window, leaving misty water stains.
The mechanical clock on the wall pointed to midnight.
An Zhizhen, dressed in pajamas, walked down the corridor, came to her lover's room door, knocked with her knuckles, and then heard a flurry of sounds from inside, as someone inside was hurriedly packing up and getting dressed.
"Dongsheng, are you asleep? If you are, then tomorrow..."
"No! I'm not... I'll be ready soon, please wait a moment."
After a while, Cen Dongsheng opened the door.
"A guest has come to visit this city; the invitation you've been waiting for has finally arrived."
