Then he found a thick comforter, wrapped it tightly around her, and lay down himself, pulling her into his arms.
Su Jia snuggled closer into his embrace, complaining with a hint of grievance, "Yanhe, I miss you so much..."
Lu Yanhe was slightly taken aback, not expecting her to say something like that suddenly.
Su Jia, without a response from him, became even more aggrieved, "Don't leave me, I know I was wrong before, but those things are in the past, can't you just forget them?"
Lu Yanhe lowered his eyes, his handsome face carrying a hint of indifference, "Don't think about those things anymore."
"I won't." Her mood tonight was a mix of grievance and stubbornness, "Please forgive me, alright? I swear I will never leave you again."
Su Jia never told him about a dream she had two years ago.
In the dream, she returned home to meet him, but he had become unrecognizable.
