Xue An smiled indulgently, gently stroking An Yan's cheek as he softly said, "Because I was waiting for you to wake up!"
An Yan's face flushed red, but her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, clearly moved by Xue An's words.
She slowly sat up, wrapping her arms around Xue An's waist, resting her head on his chest.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet and sweet.
After a long while, An Yan finally lifted her head, asking in a slightly puzzled tone, "But darling, why do I feel like I've forgotten something?"
Looking at An Yan's bewildered face, Xue An didn't speak, but instead leaned down and gently kissed her between her brows,
This action made An Yan instantly melt.
By the time Xue An stood up again, An Yan was blushing like she was tipsy, a faint pink covering her entire body.
Xue An watched An Yan's indescribable shyness with a smile, whispering, "If you forgot, then just forget it, as long as you don't forget me!"
