This night, Du Xixi went to sleep very early, while Ke Lian had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night to take a cold shower. When he didn't know for the umpteenth time the chill of the cold water as he walked out of the bathroom, Du Xixi turned over in her sleep, and most of the thin quilt smoothly fell to the ground.
Ke Lian chuckled and helped her cover up the quilt that had fallen on the ground, then squatted by her bed, reaching out to gently touch her peaceful and innocent sleeping face.
Du Xixi seemed to be having a pleasant dream, for a sweet smile lingered on her lips in reality, making Ke Lian involuntarily smile as well.
Ke Lian watched her for a long time, until the sky gradually began to brighten. He kissed Du Xixi's forehead, got up to draw the curtains together, then carefully lay beside Du Xixi, holding her in his arms.