Jin Longwen looked on silently at the ball of fabric lying not far away from him. It had now gone quiet. The steady movement of up and down indicated that the person hidden beneath the blanket had gone asleep.
He inched closer to her and stopped just near enough to pull down the cover. Her messy hair was the first thing he witnessed when the woman was revealed.
Her braided hair was entangled in total disarray, yet it had still framed her small face enchantingly. The young woman looked very peaceful lying there asleep on the bed.
This sight of her under the bask of moonlight that had seeped into the room was akin to a sleeping beauty, a slumbering soul that was radiating with the air of pureness.
The innocence that a man such as Jin Longwen would never be capable of.
Perhaps this was why her existence intrigued him in the first place. She had been the opposite of him from the very start.
