The night had already deepened. One by one, they lay down beside her.
This time, Rong Ye did not overthink and immediately lay on the left side of her as Su Qinglan snuggled him against herself.
Perhaps it was the lingering warmth of the earlier moments, or perhaps something within him had quietly loosened, but he did not hesitate.
A strange thought surfaced in his mind… If revealing his past could bring him closer to her like this, then had he been wrong all along? Should he have spoken sooner? Should he have trusted her earlier instead of holding back?
The question lingered, but sleep came before he could find an answer.
Beside her, he instinctively drew closer, his arm settling around her as if it had always belonged there. His breathing gradually slowed, evening out as he drifted into a peaceful sleep.
Not far from him, Shi Feng was far less restrained.
His reasoning was simple… perhaps a little too simple.
