Both of them remained wrapped in each other's arms, lost in the quiet warmth of the moment. The world around them seemed to fade away. The air felt still, peaceful, almost sacred. Neither of them wanted to move. Neither of them wanted to break the embrace.
Yue Yue continued resting against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Xing Luoguang's chin rested lightly on top of her head, his arms secure around her shoulders. For that small stretch of time, nothing else existed.
They did not notice the faint sound of footsteps approaching from a distance.
The footsteps stopped right in front of the gate.
A tall figure stood there, watching the scene silently.
It was Xing Luoye.
He had not expected this...to see them in such an intimate position.
For a moment, he simply stood still, his gaze fixed on the two figures wrapped around each other so naturally and intimately. His fingers slowly curled into fists at his sides.
He forced himself to breathe.
