The next morning, Lu Hanbing awoke slowly, his mind still drifting in the lingering haze of last night's dream. In it, he saw losing Ren Lian out of the blue, falling into a deep abyss, all alone until it was Hirvan who found him instead and hugged him tightly.
The warmth of the body beside him felt surreal, and for a moment, he thought he was still lost in that dream. His groggy eyes blinked open, and as his gaze focused, he realized it was Hirvan, lying next to him, wrapped in his arms.
His heart skipped a beat.
'This can't be real.'
Hirvan's face was so close, peaceful in sleep, his dark lashes resting against his cheeks. Unable to resist, Lu Hanbing leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on Hirvan's forehead, the soft contact inciting something deep within him.
