Ruhuahua remained silent for a long time, her long eyelashes casting shadows under the candlelight. At last, she spoke, her voice as light as a feather falling to the ground: "Everything you kept from me, and what happened today, I've noted it all down."
Zhongli Ting raised his head abruptly. The moment their eyes met, he was the first to yield, his throat bobbing as he swallowed. "It should be noted."
The room fell utterly still, save for the sound of their intermingling breaths. Zhongli Ting made to stand, but was suddenly encircled by a pair of soft arms. Ruhuahua leaned in close to his ear, whispering in a voice faint as a mosquito's hum, tinged with shyness.
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