Qin Xiaoyuan had insomnia!
He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
It was just like when Qin Yue was a child and learned that he was going to be taken to buy new clothes the next day, too excited to sleep the night before.
But what the hell was he excited about?
He wasn't buying new clothes.
And certainly not changing his wife for a new one!
At most, he was just getting his wife a new outfit...
Old Qin kept comforting himself, but still couldn't fall asleep.
Lying in bed, tossing and turning, the image of Ji Ruyun in his mind kept changing, just like Sun Wukong, into Zhao Yazhi, Weng Meiling, Guan Zhilin, Deng Lijun, Joey Wong...
His wife wouldn't transform into one of them, would she?
Thinking about this, Old Qin felt neither happy nor troubled; in short, it was complicated.
He felt neither too heavy-hearted nor relaxed; and if he delved deeper, there were also several layers of anticipation and longing.
