C900 Modern Vocabulary

Night had fallen.

In the dim candlelight, Ruan Qingge sat wrapped in a thin shawl, her eyes fixed intently on a letter, deep in thought. She had been studying it for so long that fatigue was setting in, marked by several yawns and the rubbing of her tired eyes.

Xiao Rongjuan entered just in time to see this, frowning as he approached