A single kiss soothed all of Xu Qiaoqiao's inner unease.
By the time she regained her senses, she was already back in bed, cradled in Xu Mushen's embrace.
Xu Mushen went into the bathroom, wet a towel, and took it upon himself to gently wipe Qiaoqiao's face and hands...
Only then did Xu Qiaoqiao realize just how dirty she was.
She looked at Xu Mushen, overwhelmed by a surge of emotion she had never felt before, yet unable express it in words. She simply allowed him to take care of her, speechless.
Eventually, Qiaoqiao fell asleep, in such a tranquil state.
It was still afternoon.
The sky was still bright.
Xu Mushen remained by her bedside, watching her.
Even in her sleep, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, evidently still restless.
He took her hand, soothing her down. Gradually, her breathing became even.
Only then did Xu Mushen exhale.
Looking at her now, without her usual vitality but instead possessing a certain peaceful beauty.