Zhang Qiling snapped back to his senses, gave a soft hum of acknowledgment, and looked at Zhuzhu waiting by the edge of the woods. "Let's go," he said, turning on his heel and striding away.
Black Glasses walked into the room, listened to the sound of running water coming from the alcove, and leaned against the doorframe. He watched Yaoyao washing her face, a tender smile curving his lips.
"Why didn't you sleep a little longer?" he asked, picking up a wooden comb. He walked up behind Yaoyao, smoothed out her loose, flowing hair, selected a red ribbon from the wall-mounted rack, tied it securely around the ends of her hair, and then pulled her along back into the main room.
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