Gradually, Rong Zhan fell asleep.
However, even when he was asleep, his hands were still rubbing from time to time, as if he was still aware of what he was thinking about.
Rong Zhan was so tired that he fell asleep quickly, but sang Xia was still awake.
She lowered her head slightly and looked at Rong Zhan who was lying on her chest. She looked at his black hair and felt the massage that he was giving her.
He even started snoring, and gradually, it became quite loud.
She saw this and her heart ached.
That night, sang Xia felt all of that. All of that.
She was finally willing to believe that God might be fair to everyone. When she was young, she had a home but couldn't go home. Her mother passed away, she was forced to jump off a building by a mistress, and her stepsister bullied her and plagiarized her works. Whether it was in terms of family or love, when she was studying outside alone, she had lived a very dark life.
