She leaned against him, watching his hands meticulously draw. A feeling of sadness gradually welled up inside her.
When Qi Cheng finished the drawing, he noticed Ji Yunhuan had already fallen asleep. He glanced at her, then gently picked her up and laid her on the big bed, covering her with a blanket.
She seemed to be having a bad dream, her expression was particularly pained. He lowered his head and gently kissed her on the cheek.
Then he sat down, reaching out to tenderly caress her.
He knew she had always been heartbroken for him, but he understood even more that this was his choice and the life he enjoyed.
With her, with their son, life was hard but fulfilling.
Compared to those luxurious days without her, it was countless times harder.
Qi Cheng lowered the pillow and embraced her as they fell asleep.
Bai Liyan was getting ready to leave Jiangling. He still had work to do.
