It was now well into the autumn season, and the nights were increasingly becoming colder. As Bai Ruyi sat in his usual spot by the back doorway, facing into the dark garden, a cool wind blew.
He shivered a little.
Right now, he had nothing on except one of Qing Xue’s sleeping robes, which the other man had left behind in this residence for when he stayed over.
By his side, there was a pot of warm water. Taking frequent sips of it helped him stave off both the chill and the hunger pangs that he had been enduring all day.
Though it was only past seven in the evening, he soon heard the familiar sound of the gate opening from a distance.
He smiled in surprise and pleasure. He had expected to wait a lot longer.
Not knowing from which direction the man would be coming from, Bai Ruyi til
