ept in the bedroom, while Wenwen and Wenjing squeezed onto the small sofa in the living room.The sound insulation was poor. Wen's mother coughed and whimpered softly from pain in the evening, and she...Mo Yao let out a breath without showing any emotion. His Xiaobai had arrived, though two hours later than expected, he was still happy. Mo Yao's happiness sometimes came in peculiar ways; stoic and poker-faced, it was impossible to tell if he was happy or not.

Mò Xiǎobái had already changed into his pajamas, and as soon as he lifted the covers, he lay down. He was used to sleeping with Mò Yáo, and it felt normal to him. He couldn't sleep well without Mò Yáo by his side. Although sometimes in the middle of the night, when he woke up and saw himself hugging Mò Yáo tightly, he felt a little awkward, he still really liked sleeping beside Mò Yáo. 。 unremarkable, nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, she heard something different. Something distinct in the heartbeat. She'd never heard it so clearly before, not after all these years."Maybe I'm overt...