Yu Yuanshen was deep in thought until he saw Gu Zixuan turn over in her sleep, rubbing her small face against the pillow unconsciously, a smile flickering at the corners of his lips, his gaze returning to a soft focus.
He pushed her messy hair behind her ear, pondering for a moment.
Though he felt it was inappropriate, he couldn't resist leaning in to give her face a light peck.
The warm, soft touch seemed to make Gu Zixuan aware of something, a color appeared on her face.
Yu Yuanshen watched her, chuckled, then got up and walked out.
He closed the door, and the bedroom was left in darkness.
In her sleep, Gu Zixuan was having a chaotic dream.
In the dream, she seemed to return to eight years ago, or maybe ten years ago, or even back to her childhood.
Too many people and events buzzed around her.
It was as if many people were talking to her, but she couldn't see clearly who they were.
Until suddenly, a warm kiss approached her face.
