At dawn, dewdrops gathered on the grass and slowly slid down the blades. They fell onto the damp earth, while a gentle breeze carried the fragrance of soil and the distinctive scent of the mountain forest in the early morning.
In the courtyard, summer sunlight spilled across the windowsill. The white curtains fluttered in the breeze, their shadows growing and shrinking, rising and falling.
A few specks of dust drifted through the sunlight, glimmering faintly like tiny spirits dancing in the air.
Perhaps the sunlight felt it had not reached far enough. It crawled and crawled with all its might, finally making its way onto the new bed covered in auspicious red.
Beneath the new quilt embroidered with a huge double-happiness character, the young woman had already awakened. Her bright eyes blinked as she gazed at the man beside her pillow.
In fact, the young woman had been awake for the time it took two incense sticks to burn.
During that time, she counted his eyelashes over and over again.
After making sure she had not miscounted, she cautiously extended her fair little hand and stroked the ends of his eyebrows, gently smoothing them from the inside outward.
Then the young woman's attention was drawn to his nose. She extended her index finger and lightly tapped the tip of his nose with her soft fingertip.
In his sleep, he grunted several times like a lazy pig. Since his nose was itchy, he lowered his head and burrowed into the young woman's arms.
The young woman, her cheeks flushed, held his head against her chest. Visible happiness had already climbed to the corners of her brows.
It was as if the young woman was not holding the head of a scumbag, but the entire world...
After her husband quieted down again,