After receiving Ren Suo's promise, Gu Yueyan fell into a deep sleep.
Language is a strange thing. Before words are spoken, no matter how certain one is, there isn't a sense of peace. After they are spoken, those fleeting words act like a magical spell, forming a barrier to protect her.
This tranquility wasn't illusory; it firmly existed. The agitating Moonlight inside her quickly calmed down after receiving the promise, and the Malicious Glance that seemed omnipresent but traceless swiftly dissipated. Therefore, Gu Yueyan immersed herself in the comforting drowsiness, allowing her spirit to relax completely.
In a haze, her uncertainties gradually dissipated like vapor into nothingness; the tension from before now seemed like a fantastical illusion.
Gradually, very gradually, Gu Yueyan felt the warm bed transform into a dark ocean. Soft Moonlight dangled above, gently brushing her eyelashes like feathers.
