He was not sure

She did not want to take a shower or enter the room. She just held his hand and did not let him go. He did not leave and stayed to accompany her.

It wasn't until past midnight that she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

He finally reached out and pulled the sleeping person into his arms. She was still sleeping quietly and obediently leaned in his arms. He did not dare to move, or rather, he could not bear to move.

It was a quiet autumn night, and his heart was at peace.

Her head was leaning against his chest, and her hand was holding his hand. Her dependent look filled his heart to the brim.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was having an unstable dream. His large hand gently stroked her back, hoping to calm her down.

She pursed her lips and said,"it's full of love."