Bo Jinghang smiled gently as he saw her gazing dreamily at the magnificent night sky, and followed her gaze upwards.
After the initial shock, Qin Yiren came to her senses, raised her hand and tugged at Bo Jinghang's sleeve, urging him to lie on the bed: "I finally understand the purpose of this small house, this spot is the best observation point."
"Do you like it?"
Bo Jinghang sat down by the bed, looking at the woman with a delighted expression. Hesitantly, he lay down beside her, leaving about ten centimeters between them.
Half-drunk and half-awake, Qin Yiren was immersed in the beauty of the night sky, unaware of Bo Jinghang's unspoken tenderness and attentiveness.
Her mind was clear, and without a second thought, she held his hand, showing him the blue-green bands in the sky, answering his previous question: "It's truly beautiful, I really like it."
