Could she and he truly be together given their identities?
If she really accepted him, what would happen to her Master?
In the future, if Mu Qian fought with the Mystic Sect, whom should she support?
As Wen Jiaren's thoughts switched back and forth, unsure of what to choose, she noticed Mu Qian had fallen asleep, still clutching her wrist. She tried several times to pull her hand away but couldn't, so she just let it be.
She pulled the blanket over him and then just sat there, watching his sleeping face.
She ended up sitting there until dawn.
When Mu Qian woke up, Wen Jiaren was no longer in bed. He looked at the blanket and the room, then remembered last night's events—all of it, including his plea for her not to leave, the tears while clutching her hand, and his words, "I don't want anything else, just for you to love me."
He found her silhouette at the window.
He thought she must be fed up with him constantly clinging to her.
