The haze that had been lingering over their heads for three years seemed to be dispelled by a scorching ray of sunshine at this moment.
In those three years, both of them had changed; Xi Siyan had grown taller, with more defined facial features, becoming even more handsome, and the aura around him of keeping strangers at bay had intensified.
Zhou Chengchen hadn't grown much taller; she was always taller than her peers, and now she was even more graceful, her hair a bit longer, and her once boisterous demeanor had acquired a touch of serenity.
Zhou Chengchen pushed Xi Siyan back onto the bed: "Get some more sleep; you still have a slight fever."
"Stay with me?"
Zhou Chengchen's brows furrowed tightly; while she slowly lifted the covers and climbed in, she complained: "Xi Siyan, you're getting more and more audacious, aren't you? We just made up, and you're already trying to lure me into your bed?"
