She thought that she would definitely be unable to fall asleep from her agitation. Yet who knew…
She fell asleep before long, and very soundly.
***
She was indeed an oblivious child.
She lay there without moving.
Her soul had come out for a stroll. It continued floating above the bed and started its cyclical cultivation.
Qiao Mu was unaware.
At this moment outside the window, someone was standing there silently. He stared in a trance at her soul that was gradually becoming more distinct.
His fists clenched and then relaxed, relaxed and then clenched.
In the end, Duan Yue restrained his impulse to rush inside.
It was not a guess, not a test, but personally witnessing it.
His Qiaoqiao was truly by his side right at this moment. It was her, it really was her, it was her!
Duan Yue felt like he was practically unable to control his wild heartbeat, nor could he suppress the pining hidden in his heart.
