Lyca woke up from her aching head. She frowned, her hand immediately tried to massage her temples as she tried to sit. Then she paused, eyes widened when she realized something. She was currently in a soft bed!
The sound of the soft refrain of an acoustic guitar immediately attracted her attention. She stilled on the bed, eyes closed as she let out a sigh of relief. She was back. She should be.
The guitar continued, and it didn't take her a second to guess that it was Shen Qui. Though, he wasn't singing along with it. He continued strumming, its sound effortlessly filled the room. It was soothing and hypnotic, and she missed it. Slowly, she opened her eyes as she turned towards her right. Just as she expected, Shen Qui was there. Sitting with his back on her. Engrossed in his own music, Shen Qui was facing the fireplace with his eyes close.