It was such a small hope, yet heaven seemed unwilling to satisfy her, truly striking her hard and breaking her heart!
That night, Shen Hanqian leaned against Xiao Qingcang's chest, neither pushing him away nor begging him to stay, and he did not choose to leave either!
They did nothing but quietly snuggle together.
As dawn neared, Shen Hanqian, still with tear stains on her cheeks, fell asleep, tightly holding him in her sleep.
In her dreams, the faces of Xiao Qingcang and Qiao Junnan alternated.
Qiao Junnan made her feel choked up, Xiao Qingcang made her sentimental, powerless, and as if she even lacked the right to be heartbroken.
All she could feel was sorrow, regret, and could only look up high with tears in her eyes!
Xiao Qingcang, seeing her with her eyes tightly closed and in deep sleep, found more tears flowing down.
He took a tissue and gently wiped her tears away.
She was not a woman prone to tears, at least she never used tears to deliberately evoke pity.
