Ignoring Black Glasses's insistence, Yaoyao forced him down, pulled a chair over, and sat down beside him. "Go to sleep."
Black Glasses lay by the edge of the bed, one of his hands held in Yaoyao's. Seeing that she truly had no intention of leaving on her own, he finally closed his eyes with peace of mind.
Over at this campsite, there was only the sound of rain and the rushing of gathered streams. On the other side, several people with nowhere to shelter from the rain each held broad tree leaves as makeshift umbrellas, trudging clumsily through the dark night in anxious search of cover.
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