The man raised his hand and touched her head, smiling, "Okay."
Chi Huan finally wrapped her hands around his neck and whispered softly, "Then carry me back, for a bath and to sleep."
That voice was still tinged with an almost imperceptible sigh.
It was so faint that even she might not be aware of it.
Mo Shiqian listened to her and lifted her horizontally, turning towards the bedroom.
She turned off the lights, and upon exiting, she gazed into the dark hallway, lost in thought.
It seemed like there were no barriers left between them, yet countless unseen, unbreakable entities still existed, filling her with a restless unease even when she was in his arms.
But...
Her arms wrapped tighter around him.
What could she do? No matter what the future held, she could only—love until she could love no more.
......
The wedding date drew closer by the day.
They had had their disagreements about the wedding.
