As the sky gradually darkened, An Ruo asked Kangkang to stay and sleep with them, and the little guy happily agreed.
He slept between Mom and Dad, holding their big hands with his little ones, his small body nestled tightly against them, filled with love for his parents.
Although there was a strong chance that Mom and Dad would leave him, he was very happy because they loved him very much.
Throughout the day, An Ruo had been forcibly keeping up her spirits, and now she could finally sleep. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep slumber.
She didn't know how long she had slept. In a haze, she felt uneasy, as if someone was approaching her, watching her all the while.
She opened her bleary eyes and, by the dim light filtering in through the window, saw a vague figure standing by the bed.
The person's icy mask reflected a faint cold light, instantly stimulating her brain.
