When Xu Xiaoyou awoke, it was already dusk outside the window. With a slight tremor, the feeling of jolting made her slowly open her eyes. A girl's fingertips gently touched her face, weaving through her hair.
She looked up and saw Tang Xin had also fallen asleep, leaning against the car window, her hair a scattered mess across her face. Xu Xiaoyou could hear the other girl's soft breathing.
It had been a long time since she'd had such a deep sleep. Upon waking, her mind was considerably clearer.
Outside the window, the sky was a blood-red, and beneath the layers of floating clouds, three Stars of Art fell over the distant mountains, their final rays scattering with an odd allure.
She sat up, and Tang Xin also awoke at her movements, lifting her head and smiling at her, holding her hand.
"Do you feel any better, Youzi?"
