As she slept, Qin Shu felt as though she was being held in a warm embrace.
It felt very familiar. Even in her dreamlands, she knew that Fu Tingyu was the one holding her.
The man whose love for her had pervaded his bones.
It had most likely been too much of a work out for her, for she slept like a baby.
Her eyes were weighed down with lead, she couldn't open them no matter how hard she tried.
The deep sense of security that caught her off guard made her sleep soundly.
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The next day.
Qin Shu opened her eyes and glanced at the ginkgo tree next to the balcony. Wind chimes were hanging everywhere from it. They rang sweetly in the wind.
She froze for a few seconds.
She finally realized that she was in her bedroom in Bright Garden and not a hotel room.
