Su Yan had left, leaving Jiu Li alone, forlornly staring at the mirror. She didn't want to part with him, unwilling for Su Yan to leave.
One month, just another month before we can continue our unrestrained passion.
It's only a month; it will pass in the blink of an eye.
That's easy to say.
But waiting can be extremely torturous; it will feel like years each day.
At this thought, Jiu Li's pretty face filled with worry, troubled about how she would endure the coming month.
"So reluctant to part with your little lover? Being together for nearly ten days still isn't enough?"
Just as Jiu Li was immersed in her worries, a melodious voice of a young woman suddenly came from behind her.
Jiu Li jumped in fright upon hearing the voice. She quickly turned around, and the person who came into view was a charming young woman in full bloom. This was her mother, who had been out on an errand, and had unknowingly appeared inside the wooden hut.
