Munni still leaned against the headboard, the words Yisen had just said to her over the phone lingering in her mind.
An indescribable emotion flowed through her heart like the melting snow of early spring, warming her entire chest.
After a moment, she finally came back to her senses and reached out to turn off the indoor light.
The once-bright room fell into darkness, and she lay down, a gentle curve graced her lips as she gradually drifted into sleep.
Munni had a dream, in which she and an aged Yisen sat on a lawn, telling their grandchildren about their love story in their youth.
The afternoon sun was so warm, it made one unintentionally relax, and the grandchildren listening to their story couldn't resist the sleepiness, falling asleep on their laps.
