"Ah Yu, if... you don't mind my being much older than you, in the future, I will do my utmost to make you happy..."
His words trembled slightly in the night air, his heartbeat thundering through his chest, audible and clear.
However, the only response he received was Su Yu's even and lengthy breathing—she had unknowingly drifted into dreamland.
Jiang Ziling gently exhaled, his heart tangled with both loss and relief.
The loss lay in not receiving an immediate response, while the relief was that he had at least preserved the moment's tranquility and harmony.
At the break of day when the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, Su Yu had quietly risen.
Today, she needed to handle affairs in Clear Water Town and would not return until evening, so she had to prepare Jiang Ziling's meals for the day in advance.
The two vegetable patches in the backyard had now become her small domain, and the lush, drippy vegetables also formed part of her care for Jiang Ziling's life.
