The night was getting late. As the storm incessantly assaulted the night, the cold wind ruffled the muslin curtains that hung down, making the outline of the shadows seem mottled too.
Inside the spacious and cozy bedroom, Ji Zitong stood at the bedside and silently watched Su Chen who was busy by the cupboard. She did not know what to say because she was naturally not used to having to suddenly share a room with a man she was not quite familiar with, so she just stood there without moving.
Su Chen had left the military for many years now, but there were some habits that had not changed since he had been with the troops such as the way he arranged his wardrobe. Ji Zitong could see that his wardrobe was neat and distinct. Even the entire large bedroom was very clean and tidy too with not a thing misplaced.