In the room, the rhythmic, cheerful tapping of Xue Yang's keyboard was a stark contrast to the quiet night, at last making it feel less lonely.
By the time he had finished handling everything, an hour had passed.
Xue Yang stretched, leaned back in his chair, and glanced toward the bathroom. No sound came from inside.
This girl... why is she taking so long this time?
Feeling uneasy, he stood up and walked over. Arriving at the door, he stopped, raised his hand, and knocked gently. "Xiao Xi?" he called out.
"What's wrong?" came Lin Xi's hurried voice from inside.
Hearing her voice, Xue Yang's anxiety subsided. He said, "You've been in there for so long, I got worried and wanted to check on you."
"I'm fine, I'll be out in a minute."
After speaking, Lin Xi rose from the bathtub. She had soaked for so long that her normally fair skin now had a pinkish hue, making her a perfect feast for the eyes.
It's a good thing I'm the only one here... or else...
"Alright."
