Sunday.
Early morning.
Mother Jiang's home.
The sky after the rain was refreshingly clear. The air carried the faint fragrance of grass seeds as it squeezed in through the window cracks, as if someone had sprayed air freshener.
A little after seven.
Dong Xuebin woke beneath the covers. His feet felt a little cold, so his first reaction was to draw them back under the warm blanket. He yawned, opened his eyes, and rubbed them. A piercing ray of light slipped through the narrow gap of his eyelids. He saw the sky outside and knew the rain had stopped. He even seemed to catch a fleeting glimpse of a rainbow. It was beautiful, and it immediately left the newly awakened Dong Xuebin feeling refreshed.
The first thing he saw was a rainbow.
Looks like today was off to a good start.
Dong Xuebin checked the time and stretched lazily before finally looking at the beauty lying beside him. After Dong Xuebin finished telling her about Pinocchio last night, Jiang Fangfang had gone quiet. He did not know whether she had fallen asleep, and afraid she had not, he simply told her another story. Only after confirming that Sister Jiang was asleep did he go to sleep himself. Unexpectedly, Sister Jiang had gotten up even later than he had and was still sleeping. Perhaps she had suffered from insomnia for too many days lately, with too much accumulated fatigue to recover from in just a day or two. Look how soundly she slept.
Sleep.
Sleep a little longer.
Dong Xuebin looked at Sister Jiang's sleeping face tenderly and could not bear to disturb her.
Jiang Fangfang was now lying flat on her back, a little distance away from Dong Xuebin. They were each on one side of the bed. One arm