A soft voice kept calling by her ear, "An Ziqi, I love you, I love you, I love you..."
Everything she wanted, he would give her.
An Ziqi bit her lip, tears silently falling from her eyes, her slender arms tightly encircling him, just wanting to be a bit closer, a bit closer to him.
Her physical condition was poor, and soon she fell into a deep sleep.
Xiao Moli carried her for a wash before returning to bed.
These days it was not only An Ziqi who hadn't slept; his nerves had been tense all along.
Looking at An Ziqi's sleeping face now, Xiao Moli's highly strung nerves finally relaxed a bit.
He held her in his arms and fell into a deep sleep.
When his breathing finally became even and steady, An Ziqi next to him slowly opened her eyes.
Raising her hand, she gently brushed his brow.
Although she was already familiar with this face down to her core, she couldn't help but want to look again at this moment.
Wanting to engrave him onto her heart, never to forget!
