Su Qiao opened the thin quilt, covered herself with it, and lay down.
Kaitles hugged the quilt as he turned onto his side, looking at her profile. He said softly, "It's about to get hot. In summer, you'll feel very cool hugging me."
So his low body temperature wasn't entirely without its advantages.
"We'll talk about that when it gets hot. No more talking. Hurry up and sleep."
Su Qiao yawned and closed her eyes.
She had thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but before long, she sank into dreamland.
Under the dim, yellowish light, Kaitles quietly moved a little closer. He gently twitched his nose and took a sniff.
This sweet fragrance... was the same fragrance that had lingered in his dreams throughout the seven years he had spent asleep.
His mother had once told him that as long as he remained steadfast and persevered, he would definitely find the person he was looking for.
In truth, he understood that his mother had been afraid he would lose himself during his long life.
She had feared that he would live without a goal, and one day go mad and run wild.
That was why she had set him an almost impossible goal and encouraged him to pursue it.
But his mother didn't know that he had always firmly believed that such a person definitely existed in this world.
And that person would certainly be waiting for him somewhere in the world.
His premonition had not been wrong, and his perseverance had not been in vain.
Now, he had truly found the person he had been looking for.
He carefully covered Su Qiao with the quilt she had just thrown at him, then loosely pulled her into his arms through the quilt.
Although he couldn't sleep at all, Kaitles