Chi Yue didn't move, her eyelids lifted to look up at Qiao Dongyang, who was clearly taller than her.
The astronomical observatory was shrouded in the night, and the Milky Way flowed quietly through the telescope.
This was an ordinary desert night, no different from the many nights that Chi Yue had spent here before. But she felt it was different, unlike the nights when she listened to the roaring sandstorm, clutching the quilt corner tightly, afraid to make a sound, unlike the nights when she couldn't sleep to the sound of her mother's suppressed sobbing...
Because someone had said that from now on, he could give her strength.
That phrase didn't seem entirely true, but he was really there, and she could smell a unique scent on him.
Masculine and rich, like a strong liquor... Just a whiff, and she felt a bit intoxicated.
Chi Yue took a deep breath and slowly looked towards the astronomical observatory's giant "glass lid," "Does your observatory not have any windows?"
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