Ye Kun had fallen asleep by the bed when Fang Xi woke up—he was too tired. The sunlight was warm as it shone on them. Fang Xi reached, wanting to stroke Ye Kun's head, but hesitated, afraid of waking him up.
Everything felt like a dream to Fang Xi. Whether it was the seven years she'd been with Xi Cheng or when Xi Cheng pestered her when she'd temporarily lost her memory... It all felt like it had happened in a dream. She remembered everything, but her heart no longer stirred at the thought of that man. Only this fool before her made her heart warm again and again.
Ye Kun suddenly trembled and blankly lifted his head to see Fang Xi's hand raised mid-air. He subconsciously grabbed it and uttered, "Fang Xi? Fang Xi, you're awake?"
