Thinking too much, Su Jing couldn't sleep at all. The lamp also does not open opens the quilt to rise, borrows the dim moonlight, walks to the balcony.

she put her hands on the guardrail, looked up at the bright light reflected by the stars in the night sky, and felt the cold wind in the night. Su Jing's upset heart seemed to be comforted.

the beautiful eyes closed slowly, and the moonlight was shining on her delicate features. At night, the dew was heavy and a little cold. But, from the corner of Su Jing's eyes, a drop of crystal tears seemed to be dew in the morning, falling...