บท 170: Just One Night

Yes, he really had. 

Despite the fact that he was walking into a completely unfamiliar area which terrified him to the core, Rui Ye still descended the hill and kept walking until he stumbled into the village. By then, his face was streaked with mud, his clothes disheveled, and his knees bloodied. A few leaves were stuck in his messy hair, making him look particularly pitiful, just like a child lost in the middle of the crowd. 

The cause of this matter could be traced back to the previous night, when Song Zhuyu casually dropped a bombshell when they were having dinner. 

"Ah, that's right," he remarked all of a sudden, almost like an afterthought, but to Rui Ye it was no different than a sudden bout of thunder in the midst of a clear day, causing his heart to lurch to his throat. "I won't be staying with you tonight."