Hazel Qi was also happy that they could reconcile.
She turned to look at Beckett Jiang. He was leaning against the wall, panting, his face and eyes wet with sweat.
Hazel Qi pursed her lips and gently sat down next to him.
The atmosphere was inexplicably quiet.
After a long silence, Hazel Qi suddenly asked: "Did you not sleep well?"
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