Yan Luoxi woke up in a daze at one o'clock in the middle of the night, she rubbed her temples and got up to head to the bedroom. Just as she reached the bedroom door, the sound of the doorbell rang in her ears.
She looked back in surprise, at this hour, who could it be?
She moved slowly to the door, peering through the peephole to see the man standing outside. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he, he had come?
She hastily leaned against the door, afraid the person outside might see her through the peephole. She pressed her hand to her chest where her heart was beating faster and faster, as if it might leap out of her throat the next second.
What should she do, what should she do?
"Xixi!" The doorbell stopped, followed by a deep call. Yan Luoxi's heart almost skipped a beat, she liked it when he called her Xixi, his voice soft and sorrowful. At those times, she felt like she was truly in his heart.
