"Disciple, what's wrong? Is there something amiss?" Yue Yue, seeing Huang Yi's doubtful expression, couldn't contain her curiosity and even reached out to tug at his sleeve.
"It's nothing, just a slight deviation from what I knew before," Huang Yi replied, shaking his head, no longer dwelling on the issue.
Perhaps the doubt was just his overthinking.
The night grew deeper.
Huang Yi and Yue Yue chatted under the dim oil lamp. Most of the time, it was Yue Yue doing the talking, sharing about her mundane and simple college life, while Huang Yi listened quietly, utterly relaxed.
As he listened, Huang Yi gradually fell asleep. Yue Yue looked at his peaceful sleeping face, quietly stood up, and closed the door of the room, as if to prevent outside noises from disturbing him.
Afterward, she continued to sit under the oil lamp, quietly reading the "Overview of the First World."
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