Happiness In One’s Lifetime (1)

The next morning, Lan Xiu woke up from his trance. He subconsciously reached out towards the side for her but did not feel Leng Xinran, so he woke up immediately. He quickly turned his head and saw that beside him it had long been empty, there was still her warmth under the blanket, and her fragrance filled the entire room.

The scenes from yesterday flooded into his mind. Even now, he still could not believe that it was real. That bone-piercing feeling made him inexplicably tense up.

He laid his hands behind his head leisurely, thinking about how she had fallen asleep with an aggrieved look on her face. He did not let her go either—

He had to admit that everything seemed to be very beautiful.

He eased up a little and quickly got up. He took a sleeping robe from the side and put it on, trying to find Leng Xinran's figure.

Behind him, he finally found Leng Xinran at the bay window of the bedroom balcony.