Qin Xiao acutely sensed a slight movement from Matsumoto Sayuri in his arms, and saw her slowly and cautiously raise her head.
At that moment, a trace of imperceptible fatigue and helplessness quietly flickered in her eyes, resembling stars shining with a faint light in the night sky.
Qin Xiao gently reached out his hand, like a breeze brushing across the surface of a lake, and tenderly stroked Matsumoto Sayuri's silky, smooth hair.
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