"Stop fussing. We just need a place to rest," Ancient Wen Heng said, quickly stopping her. It pained him to see her dragging her exhausted body around, trying to stay busy.
Jin Qianqian truly couldn't go on. She tossed some toiletries and snacks onto the bed before turning back to the main hall outside, where her familiar bed and bedding were waiting.
Drifting off into their own dreams, the two of them had clearly forgotten that time flowed differently here than it did outside. By the time they had slept their fill and felt fully refreshed, ready to head back out and continue their efforts, they found themselves standing frozen in place.
They looked up at the starry sky. The moon was still hanging in the same spot where it had just risen.
"Hah, my memory is shot," Jin Qianqian said, slapping her forehead. "What do we do now?"
