Zhao Lifei woke up the next day, in the same position she had slept in. She could've sworn she heard something in her sleep, a confession of some sort, but a majority of what was being said sounded muffled to her. She brushed it off, believing it was just a dream.
She stretched like a lazy cat before snuggling back into his arms, a tiny smile on her face. Throughout the nights she had spent with Yang Feng, she had never experienced a single nightmare. The idea was so cheesy and cliche to her, but she did not care. Being in his arms felt safe, reassuring, comfortable, and everything alongside the word 'good'.
She wondered if the rest of their mornings would be spent like this, forever and ever, entangled within each other's arms. It was an unbelievable dream to her, but she was determined to make it a reality.
