The familiar look in his eyes has returned.
And it's directed at her. Tang Huai feels very happy, as if she has eaten honey—sweet and delightful.
Ever since Tang Huai was reborn and met him again.
She noticed that he had never looked at her with a cold gaze.
Except for the time when she was injured and woke up in the hospital—
At that time, the way he looked at Tang Huai was so indifferent that it pierced her heart.
Now seeing his gaze has returned to how it used to be, Tang Huai feels indescribably happy inside.
She has talked about a lot, so she stops speaking.
She feels that for tonight, saying so much is enough.
Since they've been together, so much has happened.
If they were to go on talking, they might never finish in a lifetime.
Tang Huai sees it's getting late, and says to Jing Xuan, "Let's go back."
Jing Xuan nods, "Okay."
At this point, it's already ten o'clock. By the time they get home and take a shower, it will be eleven.
