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“Xiao, are you humming?” Ganyu asked with honest curiosity.
Her eyes were still closed, but she could feel him stiffening.
She dozed off next to him under the tree, where they both were waiting for Master Zhongli to come with a request.
“Aren't you sleeping?” he asked, sweetness in his voice long gone.
Ganyu opened her eyes to see his figure in sunset light frantically fiddling with flowers.
“Just resting. May I?”
He froze... and nodded.
Their hands touched when she guided him how to make flower crown in silence.
This time she didn't mind that the Master was late.