The moonlight gradually grew brighter.
Gu Yan sat in an armchair by the window, a book in his hands, yet he had not turned a single page.
The red glow of the charcoal fire flickered across Shen Xiaonian’s face. She opened a can of beer, her throat moving softly as she tilted her head back to drink. The grilled skewers she had prepared sat neglected on a plate; she had eaten only a few bites before pushing them aside.
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