Now, indeed, someone was with her to watch the fireworks. An old friend, though far away, yet the friendship of the past could still be felt. Her mood instantly improved as she watched the distant fireworks, her face full of smiles.
As the fireworks faded away, Chu Ziluo looked at the fireflies filling the trees. After silently thanking that person, she climbed down the ladder and slowly left.
Shortly after she left, Li Chongjin finally withdrew his gaze and descended from the attic.
Inside the room.
Ye Muyu lay on the bed, personally inspecting the wounds on Chu Heng's body. After confirming they were scabbed and not torn, she contentedly patted the side of the bed: "Seeing that you didn't tear your wound, tonight you get the reward of sleeping over here!"
She lay lazily in the quilt, her head buried in the pillow, the fluffy pillow causing her to sink right in, revealing only half her head.
Chu Heng changed into an undershirt, lifted the quilt, and lay on his side.
