The apartment that always greeted him submerged in the darkness that he had made his own sanctuary looked different tonight. Because tonight, it wasn't the darkness that greeted him. Instead, it was candlelights spread out. His slumped posture straightened up in curiosity and equal confusion.
As he took a further step inside, candlelights making the arc of brilliant gold in the darkness seemed to have made his heart beat faster. His eyes darted around the living room before they settled on a box lying on the glass surface of the coffee table. His flashed with astonishment and happiness as he noticed something else. Or more precisely, someone else.
Since the candlelight gave far less illumination that the blaring electric bulbs, even the furniture's shape were barely discernible. And just like that, Xiu's figure was also hardly discernible to him. Using her arms as her pillow, she was leaning against the coffee table as she sat on the thick carpet.
