Fu Qingji was so excited that she didn't close her eyes the entire night, afraid that it was just a dream and that there would be nothing when she woke up.
When the sun rose, he received a call from Mingzhi to pick him up and take him to the research institute. His worried heart was completely relieved.
The man had not slept the entire night. His eyes were grayish-green, but they were very clear.
He opened the window and stared at the rising sun in the distance.
A dazzling golden light pierced through the rising horizon, and the warmth fell on Fu Qingji's body.
He felt it clearly.
It was true.
At this moment, Fu Qingji seemed to feel a new life. Her peach blossom eyes that were as still as the sea were brighter than ever, and most of the haze on her entire person had faded.
