The sky was just beginning to lighten.
Mo Chuxi woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes, and stared at the empty space on the other side of the bed, feeling an inexplicable emptiness in his heart.
He turned over and lay down in the spot where Yan Xinxin usually slept.
Mhm.
It smells like my wife.
Sweet and fragrant, like the smell of a peach.
Time to continue dreaming sweet dreams...
Meanwhile, in another city.
Seven o'clock in the evening.
Yan Xinxin and Xiao Yize were seated in their designated spots when the renowned global YDL design professor appeared on stage.
The entire venue fell silent, with everyone intently listening to the professor's professional yet humorously engaging lecture.
The lecture lasted for about two hours before it concluded perfectly.
The lights in the auditorium came back on.
Xiao Yize turned to look at Yan Xinxin, who was sitting beside him.
"Xinxin, what did you think?"
