Lu Yi walked to the bed, removed his shoes, and sat down. He embraced her from behind.
The night will pass, to be sure, and dawn will arrive.
The darkness they see now was only the prelude to a new day.
Yan Huan stiffened. She tried to struggle, but she couldn't move an inch in his tight embrace. Besides, she was tired...too tired to struggle.
She relaxed, both physically and mentally. In an instant, all her strength left her.
"Huanhuan, we don't need to have a child," whispered Lu Yi, his voice hoarse. "Haven't we agreed on that?"
Lu Yi pressed his chin against Yan Huan's head, carefully avoiding her wound as he did so.
