She simply closed her eyes, trying to ignore the sounds around her. Her breathing was uneven, at times shallow, at times heavy, though she herself was hardly aware.
"Jing, are you done?"
"The ointment isn't on evenly. I'll reapply it for you."
"...Then hurry up."
"Alright."
Chen Wanqing couldn't remember when he finally finished applying the ointment.
She only remembered that once the quilt was pulled back over her, Jing leaned in to kiss her.
His kiss was gentle and lingering, the way he held her tongue filled with a profound tenderness.
Without realizing it, Chen Wanqing became completely lost in the kiss, unable to pull away.
...
When she awoke the next day, it was already broad daylight.
She had to enter the examination hall that afternoon.
This round of examinations would last for three days and two nights, split into two sessions. Once both sessions were over and the results were posted, this long, drawn-out ordeal would finally be over.
