The wooden door creaked open just a crack, revealing Hé Yǔshuǐ’s sleepy face. Her braided hair had come half undone, with stray tufts sticking out from the ends.
"I’ve already arranged everything for Sister Xiǎohuā’s schedule today, so don't you worry about it," she said, giving Zhào Shūzhuó’s arm a pat. "Go on and get to your work!"
Zhào Shūzhuó opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but he caught sight of a slight mound under the bedding behind the door, where the curled-up silhouette of Yáng Xiǎohuā was faintly visible. Morning light filtered through the paper-covered window, casting a soft halo over her shoulder. He was suddenly reminded of the scene on the train—Yáng Xiǎohuā leaning against the window, gazing blankly at the fields outside, her eyelashes casting delicate, fragmented shadows across her cheeks.
Chapter 704