At night, a cool breeze suddenly picked up, and the open window was blown with a rumbling sound.
Shen Qinglan got up and walked to the table, lighting the candle with a Fire Stick, then walked to the window, raising her head, and expressionlessly gazing at the night sky with sparse stars.
After a while, the room dimmed again, and Shen Qinglan turned back to look at the extinguished candle before glancing at the shadow outside the door.
"The wind is picking up!"
A soft voice came from outside the door, and Shen Qinglan turned around, speaking calmly, "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and a white figure stepped over the threshold carrying a lantern, slowly approaching her, "Why not sleep a bit longer?"
Shen Qinglan smiled slightly, "I've slept enough, afraid I'll be up all night tonight."
Duan Yunfei placed the lantern and a food box on the table, then looked at her, "Hungry?"
Shen Qinglan nodded, "A little."
