Listening to Gu Yixuan's even breathing, she thought that when he was awake, he was so cruel and merciless, but asleep, he posed no threat at all, sleeping like a child.
This man, was he fundamentally kind or evil? Why could both extremes be present in him?
She couldn't understand why she, back then, had been blind and fallen in love with him.
He was cruel, merciless, selfish... She had really been blind to love someone like him...
As she pondered, Mo Ran also fell asleep.
In their sleep, they naturally gravitated toward each other due to habit and then embraced.
Gu Yixuan's chest was always so broad and steady; Mo Ran curled up in his arms, sleeping soundly.
The man's hand naturally wrapped around her waist, his chin resting on the top of her head, with a look of contentment on his face.
If someone had been there to see this scene, they would have marveled at how harmonious it was and how well-matched they were, as if they were made for each other.
