In the dark, lonely night, a sudden "buzz" sound echoed from the sky.
Wen Jiaren opened her eyes again eight days later, and now she had stepped into the ninth major barriers.
The pitch-black night before her glimmered with a faint halo, and the sounds of various insects and birds filled her ears. The air was fragrant with herbs, and she took a breath, feeling utterly refreshed.
The sound of gentle, even breathing reached her ears, and when she turned her face, she locked eyes with a pair of deep black eyes that could captivate anyone, tender like water.
Looking at the man in front of her, Wen Jiaren's lips naturally curled upward.
Then a tender, surprised voice piped up, "Mommy, you finally woke up."
