Upon hearing Bo Jingyan's words, Xia Qingtian immediately felt a warmth in her heart, a sourness in her nose and her eyes swelling.
She blinked hard to hold back the tears that were on the verge of spilling out.
She flung herself into Bo Jingyan's arms, gripping his neck tightly, her voice somewhat hoarse. "There's no regret left, I know you are by my side today. No matter what, I know you are you."
Bo Jingyan almost suffocated from the tight embrace of the woman in his arms, but he did not have the heart to push her away. Instead, he let her hold him tight.
...
The next morning, at dawn.
Xia Qingtian woke up in Bo Jingyan's arms.
Still in a daze, she opened her eyes and looked at Bo Jingyan, immediately meeting his deep gaze.
"Awake?" Bo Jingyan's voice had a hint of morning huskiness.
Xia Qingtian nuzzled her head in his chest, her voice a little foggy. "What time is it now?"
Bo Jingyan lifted his wrist to check the time and responded, "Eight."
