Liang's eyelashes fluttered.
Not even meeting her?
Indeed, he is soon to be a groom. On the eve of the wedding, of course, he'll maintain some distance from other women.
It's necessary to give the bride's family some face.
Her tone was calm: "Hmm, I know." Then she turned off the light and lay down again.
Beth sighed, turned, gently closed the door, and left.
That night, Liang Anya thought she would be sleepless, tossing and turning, since whenever she quarreled with him before, she would always be too angry to sleep.
Unexpectedly, she quickly drifted into unconsciousness and fell asleep.
As if she didn't know how to be angry at all.
Is it because the heart is too big? Or perhaps because the heart is almost dead...?
All she remembered was, that night she dreamed, a very long, long dream.
