Mu Mian closed her eyes, and because she was pregnant, she lay in his embrace talking, and before she knew it, had drifted into sleep, occasionally murmuring a response to him, although her body and brain had already crashed.
Unknowingly, she had entered dreamland.
Gong Heng watched her serene sleeping face and gently imprinted a light kiss on her cheek.
"Good night."
In her sleep, Mu Mian's face showed a hint of a smile, her small hand unconsciously clutching the front of his shirt, burying her face in his chest to find the most comfortable spot, and peacefully fell asleep.
Gong Heng listened to her steady breathing every day, and watched her tranquil little face.
The life he had now with her was like something out of a fairy tale.
The past pain and torment had finally turned to sweetness.
Every time they parted, he cherished their reunion all the more.
This little woman who had been imprinted in his heart since childhood.
