After Yao Yue left, the atmosphere grew silent.
Ye Qingchen and Xiao Xiao were reluctant to part, but they knew the separation was inevitable. They had already exchanged too many words of comfort. Now that it was just the two of them, they found themselves at a loss for what to say. Parting has always been the bitterest sorrow for those with deep affection.
In the end, it was Xiao Xiao who changed the subject. "Young Master," she said to Ye Qingchen, "I know you haven't had a proper rest since returning from the Heavenly Pond Sea of Fire. You should go rest now."
"Alright! You get some rest, too!" Ye Qingchen nodded. He had a thousand things to say but didn't know how to begin. Rather than stand there awkwardly, he decided to return to his room. Even if he couldn't sleep, it was far better than enduring the pain of their impending separation.
