At the waning lights (22)

When mo Qiuxi had just woken up, she was a little dazed. Her eyes were moist and misty like water mist. She was very cute. She was like a small animal that had bumped into the softest part of Wen Qingzhu's heart.

This caused Wen Qingzhu's heart to soften to an inconceivable extent, and she only wanted to hide her away and love and take good care of her.

The two of them had just woken up, and it was as if they had forgotten all the unhappiness from before. They looked at each other, and the light of affection surged in their eyes.

No one could lie to themselves that they were in love.

It was just that there might still be something between them that needed to be adjusted.

Wen Qingzhu's heart trembled slightly. Her gaze was as deep as water. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ying Qiuxi's hair. His throat was dry as he said,"Qiu Xi."