Liu Mingxing looked at the smile on his face, furrowing her brows in suspicion: "Lun You, are you hiding something from me?"
Lun You was slightly taken aback. He lowered his gaze to look at Liu Mingxing's face, his lips quivering, "I..."
The night was deep.
Lun You slowly drew in the woman sleeping in his embrace; Liu Mingxing's eyes closed.
Lun You leaned down to kiss her forehead: "Sleep."
The breathing beside him gradually calmed, but Lun You couldn't fall asleep no matter what. He turned his head, stealing glances at Liu Mingxing's face with the help of the hazy moonlight.
Her fair complexion, under the moonlight, seemed to wear a thin veil, carrying an ephemeral beauty. Delicate and hazy.
He slowly reached out his hand, brushing the long hair sticking to Liu Mingxing's cheek aside, his gaze fixated on her face.
He truly loved her.
Perhaps she didn't love him enough, but she trusted him completely. However, he felt unworthy of such trust.
