Song Yansheng walked to the bedside, took off his shoes, and lay down, pulling Shi Nuan, who was curled up under the quilt, tightly into his arms.
Shi Nuan was sleeping near the edge of the bed, and he instinctively tightened his arms, dragging Shi Nuan towards the center of the bed.
Shi Nuan's body trembled slightly, but she didn't move or speak.
Song Yansheng rested his chin on her shoulder, inhaling deeply the light fragrance from her body.
The night was silent; the two of them eventually fell into silence over the past, many unresolved issues, many difficult to articulate feelings, and many complex and indistinct emotions.
However, life must go on, at least now, they are together, and in this lifetime, they will never be apart again.
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During the weekend, Shi Nuan's main task was to take care of her health. Fortunately, her cold had improved, and by Sunday, she was almost recovered.
