It was yet another snowy winter night, and in the warm bedroom, only a small bedside lamp remained.
Han Mingyue sat quietly by the bed as usual, staring blankly at someone.
The yellow halo cast onto Zhen Yu's sleeping face seemed to add an unusual color to her mysterious departure.
And Han Mingyue's gaze seemed to penetrate through her, directly looking into the void!
There lay the world he imagined she was in now.
After a long, long time, until the night grew deep, he finally quietly left the bedroom, gently closed the door, and sat on the sofa with his fingers intertwined, letting out a silent sigh.
Five whole years had passed. He had graduated with a master's degree over a year and a half ago, yet she still lay unchanged there! Silent, unmoving, just like she was truly asleep, needing no care from anyone.
Though he had always protected her body well, regularly washing her hair and giving her baths, changing and washing her clothes frequently.
