"And then I..."
Yan Fei kept talking but couldn't continue, as the girl had drifted off to sleep again.
He then started pondering a question. Was it really so tiring, for just that little while, that he couldn't move?
He didn't know how much thought and determination the girl had put into making this decision. She had almost imagined countless possibilities and predicted decades into the future... Finally, after a long struggle, she took that step and gave him such a "surprise."
Now that the girl had put down her worries, she was relaxed and of course could sleep.
But for Yan Fei, none of this mattered anymore. What mattered was that his wife was tired and wanted to rest now.
Thus, the story he hadn't finished telling was left at that, with the rest to be brewed in his mind to tell his wife tomorrow.
