Morning came, and the soft, gentle rays of the morning sunlight peeked through the windows in the room, where two people were sleeping and hugging each other so closely.
Zhang Fumin gazed down at her little brother's face, who was still sleeping, his face buried on her chest.
Her fingers are combing her little brother's delicate white hair, playing with it, and she could feel his constant breath hitting her chest.
Her eyes softened in affection and she has already realized her own feelings.
She loves this man lying on her arms and just hugging him like this in bed is making her happy.
Never ever in her life has she expected that she would fall head over heels for a man and that man would be the one whom she sees in a random snow forest.
A soft sight escaped her lips and it still hurts her that he sees her as a big sister and respects her...
She was also okay with this first but... right now, she doesn't want this...