When Meng Xinian woke up, before he even opened his eyes, he first caught the unique fragrance that belonged to Jiang Xiao.
Realizing that he was still in the hospital, he found it quite incredible.
The smell of disinfectant potion and other hospital scents was overwhelming, yet it still didn't overshadow the fragrance coming from Jiang Xiao.
He opened his eyes and in the faint light, saw her face so close.
She was sleeping, sleeping soundly, her breath carrying that gentle fragrance.
Meng Xinian reached out and softly traced her face with his index finger.
How wonderful, to wake up and see her right by his side.
To be able to touch her by just extending his hand.
To be able to smell her gentle fragrance.
Recollecting the longing of the past two months, he didn't even know how he managed through.
He leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her lips.
But as soon as he brushed her lips, Jiang Xiao opened her eyes.
"I woke you up."
Meng Xinian said softly.
