Putting on a coat and getting up, leaving the room to walk into the garden, sitting on the swing under the pergola, tilting her head to gaze at the moon in the sky.
The sound of footsteps came from behind, Yun Ya did not turn around, a gentle female voice sounded in her ears, and inexplicably in the night, there was a little more warmth.
"Miss, why aren't you sleeping, coming to the garden in the middle of the night?"
The person speaking was Ah Yun, she hadn't slept either, chased the noise outside, unexpectedly finding it's the young miss.
Yun Ya did not answer her, just stared blankly at the moonlight.
The girl wore thin pajamas, her whole body curled up on the swing, so small and frail, as if she could run away with a gust of wind, her little face upturned, skin nearly transparent under the bright moonlight.
