AN: I hope you guys are having a great week. Next two chapters are ready for those who are interested. Happy reading ;)
He reached for a pillow, his hands moving on instinct. Bringing it closer, he breathed in deeply, the scent familiar and comforting. It wrapped around him like a warm embrace, lulling him into drowsiness. Before he knew it, he had stretched out on the bed, his body sinking into its softness. His eyelids drooped, and sleep claimed him.
When Xiang Yu woke, the house was still silent, the door still unopened. Han Xin hadn't returned. Xiang Yu quickly made the bed, smoothing out every wrinkle with care. He scribbled a note and left it on the pillow. 'A gift for you from me XOXO,' the note read simply. With one last glance at the potato plant, he slipped out the way he had come.
