But the moment her fair feet stepped into the hot spring, it felt as if every current in her body was activated. Submerged in the warm spring waters, the fatigue that weighed on her seemed to ebb away slowly with the rippling azure waves.
The air in the mountain woods was fresh. Sitting in the spring, she looked up at the sky. It was hard to imagine that in a place as polluted as Shangcheng, there was still an area where one could see the heavens above. A gentle river of stars flowed overhead, with twinkling stars all around, dotting the sky like little night lights, enchanting and comforting.
She buried everything below her head in the hot spring, curling up as if tucked in a mother's womb, and sat in the corner of the spring.
Her relationship with Yu Zexiao was truly a mess. At first, she had been determined to leave, especially when she thought that he had no affection for her at all, the urge to leave grew even stronger.