C83 Qing ping

The night was cold in the forest as night fell. Chaxianyu and Xie Xiaolou laid on the simple bamboo bed, looking at the sky window as the moonlight shone down, and started to chat.

What are you going to do in the future?

Chaxianyu folded her arms, her eyes staring at the square of starry sky above without blinking, as though she was in a trance