Jian Yufei hasn't woken up yet, but she couldn't help the smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
It seemed like her dream was filled with joyful things.
"Wait for me a little longer, we'll be home soon." Anan gently stroked her face, murmuring softly.
Jian Yufei slept soundly, her mouth retaining a subtle smile.
Anan reluctantly stood up, only to find her gripping his clothes tightly.
He chuckled, trying to pry her hand away, but he couldn't—
And if he used too much force, Jian Yufei would frown uncomfortably, restless.
Anan had no choice but to sit with her for a while, taking a long time to slowly loosen her grip.
...
The sun gradually rose.
Jian Yufei didn't wake up until noon.
The consequence of getting drunk last night lingered as a headache after waking up.
She rubbed her forehead, her mind still a bit foggy.
She remembered getting drunk in the garden last night and then seemingly seeing Ruan Tianling—
