It seemed like a long time since he had seen her so peacefully.
Lowering his gaze, Lu Yebai looked at the face of the woman he held in his arms, feeling an odd sensation in his heart.
It was one of comfort and fulfillment.
He thought of the Meng Xi'er of his childhood. After all this time, her appearance didn't seem to have changed much. Just a face that remained petite. But at this moment, he discovered her finer features, finding every bit of her to his liking, which brought him joy.
This was a feeling he had never had before, not even Yun Qiyan had made him feel this way. It was a feeling he was experiencing for the first time.
When did they end up like this?
... Even staring at her seemed like a race against time.
A sense of confusion filled Lu Yebai's heart. Something subtly blossomed, bore fruit, and then disappeared, erasing all traces.
