He stood up, took off his coat, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then pushed Xia Yunsheng into the study.
When he usually worked here, he would also bring Xia Yunsheng, letting her accompany him.
When he was tired from work, he would talk with her.
The study was very quiet, the afternoon sunlight coming through the window, making everything inside seem less real...
Listening to his voice, Xia Yunsheng's eyelids finally twitched.
She opened her eyes, took a while to adjust to the room's light, and then saw Cheng Yanzhi asleep on the desk in front of her.
She looked around and found she was at home...
Was this a dream?
Her last memory remained on the wedding day, only feeling as if she had died and sensing Cheng Yanzhi's sadness...
Afterwards, she could occasionally hear him talking to her.
The scene before her was very peaceful, an atmosphere of serenity, she looked at Cheng Yanzhi in disbelief, always feeling he was like someone who walked out of a painting.
