At ten o'clock in the evening, Rong Shaoze returned right on time.
Lin Xinlan had already gone to the bedroom to sleep earlier; she still didn't know how to face him.
Rong Shaoze changed into his pajamas, lay gently beside her, held her body, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.
After a day of training, he was so exhausted that he fell asleep instantly, and within seconds, Lin Xinlan heard his steady breathing.
She opened her eyes and sighed inwardly.
It wasn't easy for her, nor was it easy for him.
Training so intensely every day, she wondered if he could handle it.
The next morning, Rong Shaoze left very promptly.
He still left a note by her side.
After Lin Xinlan read it, she put the note away and went downstairs to cook.
This day passed very quietly, and in the evening when Rong Shaoze came back, she had already gone to sleep early.
She felt awkward, not knowing how to talk to him.
She no longer blamed him and understood his situation, willing to stay with him.
