Seeing Bai Qingyan resting her head on his arm, breathing softly and sleeping peacefully, Xiao Rongyan felt immensely satisfied.
He gently kissed the top of Bai Qingyan's head, then tucked her in carefully, finally lying down beside her and gently holding her in his arms. The fragrance of Bai Qingyan filled his nostrils, this was happiness... also torment.
Before dawn, Xiao Rongyan got up, just donned his outer robe. His tall and slender figure stood under the dim light, and when his arm rose and fell, the flickering light woke Bai Qingyan.
"You're leaving?" Bai Qingyan propped herself up with her slender arm, her long hair cascading like crow feathers. She looked at Xiao Rongyan under the dim light, about to get up.
