Xia Wanyuan's body stiffened as she stayed in Jun Shiling's arms. She didn't know where to put her hands.
"Xiao Bao is asleep. He seems to have gained some weight." Xia Wanyuan did not say anything to comfort Jun Shiling directly, but inadvertently mentioned the sleeping Xiao Bao.
Jun Shiling's grip on Xia Wanyuan's shoulders tightened.
"Mm." Jun Shiling responded softly, and Xia Wanyuan didn't say anything more.
But Jun Shiling already understood what Xia Wanyuan meant. The dead were already gone, so there was no need to miss them too much.
The faint fragrance of Xia Wanyuan wafted over. Jun Shiling's eyes surged when he saw Xia Wanyuan's bright red earlobe.
"Are you feeling better?" Being hugged like this, Xia Wanyuan's body stiffened unnaturally as she stretched slightly.
"Mm." Sensing Xia Wanyuan's struggles, Jun Shiling let go of her. His hair brushed across his palm, and a huge sense of loss surged from his heart.
