Sikong Wuyou didn't stay too long either.
The weather was too cold, and An Ning didn't get up to see him off but watched him open the door and leave.
However, at the moment Sikong Wuyou opened the door, An Ning, for some reason, saw his tall figure pause suddenly.
"What's wrong?" An Ning asked out of surprise.
"It's nothing, the temperature difference between inside and outside is too great, I just didn't react for a moment." Sikong Wuyou casually found an excuse.
An Ning also understood that by now, the weather had long turned cold, not to mention it was night, probably colder than during the day.
Yet, he came and went in the night.
Suddenly, An Ning started to feel distressed.
"How about you stay a bit longer and leave when it gets light?" The night was dark and cold, and the distance far; An Ning was afraid he might freeze.
However, Sikong Wuyou smiled and declined, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine. It's getting late, you should hurry and go to sleep, I'm leaving."
