Caught in the act

The next morning, the storm finally calmed down. But the sun was still hidden in the clouds, casting a dark shadow over the forest and the village. A kind woman from the village knocked on the hut's door. "Are you up?"

Zhiyuan's brows furrowed and he yawned as he woke up. He looked bedside and saw that Xinyi was peacefully sleeping in his arms. A warm smile lit his lips and softly pecked her forehead.

"Son?" The elderly woman gently knocked again.

Zhiyuan quietly got up from the bed without disturbing Xinyi. He tiptoed up to the door and opened it.

She said, "Good morning, son."

"Good morning."

"I hope you got good sleep. The hut is small right? I know life in a village can be difficult for you who live in the city…" she anxiously said.

"No, no," he quickly said, "Please don't worry. Xinyi and I got a good rest and we loved the dinner too. It was delicious. We weren't troubled at all. In fact, we are really grateful for all the help."