two men, one by the bed and the other by the chair in the corridor, each with his own thoughts and sleepless all night.

in the morning, he woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes, and saw the clean sky outside the window. It was dawn, and it was a new day.

his eyes fell on the edge of the bed, and Ling Jichen slept soundly on the quilt. His face was covered with a smile like a baby's satisfaction. In this fresh morning, he looked very handsome. His heart throbbed with cold words, and came out again.

the quilt was wrapped tightly. He stretched out his hand and...