Not long after, the sound of even breathing could be heard.
Lu Zhichen stopped and could not help but smile. It turned out that his little girl still liked to fall asleep from him singing like before.
Although she had forgotten him, it did not seem like she had forgotten everything either. She had only forgotten about him.
It was okay. He would make her remember.
Lu Zhichen whispered goodnight and hung up the phone.
Xing Jiuan did not wake up and slept until the next morning.
She was supposed to leave at dawn.
Lin Ling came over early in the morning to look for her.
Xing Jiuan woke up a little late this time. When she went out, Lin Ling had already been sitting in the living room for a while.
"Xiao Jiuan, when are we leaving?" She sounded excited.
Xing Jiuan touched her face and was a little stunned.
She was not awake yet.