Bei Ran's heart began to slowly sink to the bottom of the valley. Last night, her hands had caressed his face over and over again, finding every part of it perfectly flawless.
But at this moment, she was always someone who had done wrong, wasn't she?
She lowered her head, then sat up from the warm bed, the down comforter sliding off…
Sunlight poured in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, falling upon her.
Is this how she says goodbye to him?
No—
Bei Ran didn't want to leave like this.
She still wanted to be by his side, she didn't want to lose him, the child, or this home.
So, summoning all her courage, she threw back the covers, letting the warm morning sun of the first day of the New Year shine on her as she moved towards him on her knees, step by step.
Gu Qingchen was indeed very angry, but when he saw her do this, her knees close together, kneeling before him with her hands like the tenderest of vines wrapped around his neck, pressing herself entirely into his arms.
