Until the morning light broke through the night, gradually rising from the east, morning arrived, and the dim room gradually brightened.
Ling Kong's eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his dreamy eyes to see this scene. He hugged Yiyi, his head nestled affectionately on her shoulder; the two leaned against each other, having slept embraced on this narrow chair for the whole night.
He was stunned.
He did not forget what happened last night; it was just so surreal he thought it was a dream. Unexpectedly, it was real.
Last night, at the farewell banquet held by the army, a few days prior, his foster father, the Councilman, publicly announced the military's deployment to support the Yalan government, and preparations for sending out the troops began urgently.
