Chu Jin looked at the man sleeping soundly in front of her, a slight curve forming at the corner of her mouth.
Suddenly, this sentence popped into her mind—
Waking up every morning to see both you and the sunlight is the future I want.
The future and you are both very important.
Chu Jin watched him and found herself without any intention to get out of bed. She unconsciously stretched out her hand, and her slender white fingertips gently caressed his cheek, his tall nose, his thin lips carved like a blade, and finally his eyes.
Mr. Mo had very long eyelashes, not only long but also thick and dense, sweeping over her fingertips.
At that moment, it seemed as if her heart was suddenly filled with something.
It was very fulfilling and very happy.
At this moment, her eyes held only him; she cast all her worries behind her.
She was simply Chu Jin, he was simply Mo Zhixuan.