The whirlpools in his dark eyes grew deeper and deeper. Afraid of scaring the amnesiac treasure, Gu Yelin took a deep breath, regulated his Inner Breath, and suppressed the heat within him rapidly.
"Get some sleep, don't overthink. I'll always be here."
An Yiqing nodded, tightly gripping Gu Yelin's large hand, and slowly fell asleep.
Even though she had lost her memory and her vision, there was a voice in her heart telling her that this man was the one person in the world she should never doubt and always trust.
Perhaps because of the exhaustion from all the turmoil on the ship, An Yiqing slept all the way until the next morning. Gu Yelin repeatedly assured the An Family that An Yiqing was merely sleeping deeply, easing their near-desperate anxiety.
The next morning, the warm sunlight poured into the room, its delicate rays scattering onto the little figure on the bed.
