Night was as dark as ink, so deep it seemed as though it could drip water. Gone was the daytime clamor, leaving everything feeling peaceful and still.
It was Su Yizhou's usual bedtime—8 o'clock. He was sitting by the edge of the sofa waiting for Ji Qianxi so they could go to sleep together. Ji Qianxi, who had just finished taking a bath, was sitting on the sofa while Liu Shiran patiently blew-dried her hair.
After drying her hair, Liu Shiran gently pinched her little cheek, pulled her onto her lap, and whispered something quietly to her.
Chapter 16