At noon, Chi Yunxi came together with lunch.
Casually turning on the TV, Chi Yunxi bent over to hold Mu Shengfeng's upper body to help him sit up, then placed two soft pillows behind him.
Although it was early spring, and it was still a bit cold outside, the air conditioning in the room made it pleasantly warm.
Wearing only loungewear, Chi Yunxi's chest pressed tightly against Mu Shengfeng's chest as she helped him up, and at that soft touch, a ripple stirred in Mu Shengfeng's heart.
They had been together for two days now, and this was the third time Chi Yunxi held him like this.
The first two times, as he had already made up his mind, whether it was Mu Shengfeng's distance or Chi Yunxi's sadness, that slight flutter swiftly passed by, vanishing before it could be grasped.
But this time, after everything that happened in the morning, Mu Shengfeng realized that something had indeed changed deep within his heart.
