Li Chengyun, unable to sleep, decided to go downstairs to turn off the light. As he passed by Yu Jingrong's room, he hesitated momentarily before walking in.
The person inside was deep in sleep, oblivious to both his entrance and him sitting by her bed.
Looking at her familiar form, Li Chengyun's deep gaze flickered, his emotions tangled in complexity.
Suddenly, he bent over her, pulling her body close to him over the bedsheet and planting a kiss on her smooth forehead.
He didn't fear waking her up, for he understood her. He knew she was the type to sleep so deeply that not even a thunderstorm overhead could rouse her.
"Little troublemaker, I'm giving you time..." His magnetic, low voice whispered in her ear, a charm seeping through, as if a gift from divine beings. He softly said, "But not for too long..."
He paused briefly, then added: "I'm getting tired too!" Sorrow, repression, and pain welled up in his eyes.
