Sheng Yize replied calmly yet firmly. An Yibei looked surprised.
He seemed to have underestimated Sheng Yize's feelings for An Xiaxia all this time.
He smiled after giving Sheng Yize an indecipherable look, which wasn't as mocking this time. "I hope you're a man of your word."
"Thank you for telling me all this." Sheng Yize bowed to An Yibei, rose to his feet, and left.
He stopped when he walked past An Xiaxia's bedroom. After some hesitation, he pushed the door open and walked in.
An Xiaxia had probably exhausted herself from all the crying. After a little groan, she fell asleep again.
Under the dim lamp light, he could see tears on her fair and delicate face.
Wiping her tears away, Sheng Yize murmured, "Sleep tight. Good night."
I wish for all your dreams to be free of distress from now on.
And I wish for you to live every day in happiness.
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The next day.
