C218 A Guest in the Middle of the Night

As night deepened, Qin Xiao settled in for rest, but sleep eluded him. A persistent unease circled his thoughts, so he stopped trying to force slumber upon himself. Instead, he lay awake in bed, his mind adrift in a sea of restless thoughts.

Time slipped by, and soon it was the dead of night, around three in the morning. Still, sleep was a stranger to Qin Xiao