In the bedroom, Sun Mo sat there quietly and looked ahead. However, there was no focus in his eyes. Clearly, he was already in a dream-like state.
The light from the oil lamp shone on Sun Mo's figure, reflecting a long and narrow shadow on the wall.
Looking at Sun Mo's handsome face, Li Ziqi involuntarily stretched her hand out, wanting to touch it. But at the instant of contact, she jumped in fright and hurriedly retracted her right hand.
"I can't do this!"
Li Ziqi mumbled and placed her hands on her knees. She resembled a girl from a respectable family that just entered the bridal chamber after her marriage and sat upright.
However, her eyes would frequently glance toward Sun Mo.
"Aiya, there's some dust on Teacher's face!"
Li Ziqi took out a handkerchief and moved closer to Sun Mo. But before she could help him wipe the dust away, the sound of knocking rang out.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Teacher? Are you alright?"