The clouds were torn open, letting through a bright orange light.
Wen Changling stood with her back to Xie Shang, watching the morning light slowly seep through the gaps beneath the curtains.
"It's dawn."
She didn't know when she had fallen asleep last night, or perhaps she never did, her consciousness hazy as if she heard the nurses speaking or maybe it was all a dream.
Xie Shang's arms tightened a little, "Are you leaving?"
"Mhm."
The effect of the Daydream Fragrance had worn off; it was time for her to be clear-headed.
Xie Shang released his hold, offering no resistance to her leaving.
The night Wen Changling suddenly came asking him if he had any wishes, he learned something.
That night, he asked Wen Changling, "If you got pregnant, would you marry me?"
Wen Changling didn't answer.
"I have only one wish," he said, "I hope Miss Wen could love me."