Watching his head lean close to hers, she involuntarily curved her lips into a beautiful arc.
Her hand quietly wrapped around his waist, embracing each other like before, and they fell asleep together.
Worried that he might suddenly wake up from a nightmare, she placed her hand on his back and gently patted it.
Seeing that he only moved his lips and murmured before sinking back into deep sleep,
she continued to pat his back gently and rhythmically.
She leaned her head on his forehead, eyes open looking at the moonlight streaming through the window, and couldn't help but show a hint of tenderness in her eyes.
At this moment, she felt happy.
Because she had returned to this world, returned to his side.
Even if he didn't remember her, he was still by her side, tightly close, holding her...
As long as she could feel even the slightest response from him, no matter how much suffering she had to endure, she was willing...
