They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and this night certainly needed no further description. It wasn't until late into the night that Bai Menghan, her face a picture of contentment and bliss, finally drifted into a deep sleep.
Looking at the delicate face beside him, so flawless it seemed it might break at a touch, Fang Chenyi stroked her cheek tenderly.
Yet, for some reason, he wasn't the least bit sleepy. He figured it was because his body had changed; he could now go for days and nights without sleep and not feel the slightest hint of fatigue.
He lay beside Bai Menghan for a while longer, but after tossing and turning without success, he grew worried about disturbing her. Fang Chenyi carefully slipped out of bed and padded into the living room.
He poured himself a glass of water and chugged it down. GULP, GULP. Then he flopped onto the sofa, limbs spread wide, and began to think.
