Di Mingjue spoke in a long, continuous stream, something he seemed to have never done before.
After finishing, he stared at her without blinking, as if waiting for her response, waiting for her to confirm that this was not a dream, and that she had truly woken up, and would no longer fall into an inexplicable slumber.
Gu Qibao's eyes turned red, her throat choked up, and she nodded hurriedly, "You're not dreaming, I have woken up, I am all right now, and I will no longer sleep inexplicably."
Hearing her answer, Di Mingjue, as though finally able to breathe, held her tightly and said softly, "That's good."
Just two short words, yet Gu Qibao felt an overwhelming surge of sweetness and emotion.
Deep affection sometimes only requires a simple phrase, yet just two words managed to express it all!
Touched, Gu Qibao clutched the corner of his clothes tightly.
Di Mingjue rubbed her small head, picked up his phone and ordered Uncle Zhang to bring some food upstairs.
