The night extended beautifully and continuously.
Gu Yuan lay on the bed, unable to move, her eyes shimmering like they had been washed in water. She raised her lotus-white arm to stop his hand: "No..."
He ignored her resistance and pushed her nightgown upward.
A very faint scar below her abdomen came into view. Chi Yu's eyes reddened, and his palm reached over, slowly covering the light-colored scar on Gu Yuan's lower abdomen, gently stroking it.
Gu Yuan knew what he was looking at—the scar from her C-section.
At that time, she used an excellent scar removal cream, and as time passed, it had faded to the point where it was hard to see unless closely examined.
She held the hand that covered her scar, her voice soft: "Why are you making that face? In about a year, this scar will completely fade and be invisible. It's really nothing."
"Did it hurt?"
She knew he was asking about that time.
Gu Yuan replied honestly: "It was a half anesthesia, I didn't feel anything."
