Late at night.
This was the last night before returning to Supreme Heaven.
I was staying alone on the rooftop. Letting my gaze drift down at random, I could see through layers of steel and concrete to the three little ones sleeping soundly below.
After playing all day, they seemed to be tired too.
Watching Yangyang sleep sprawled on her back, one little foot resting on Little Angel's belly, a doting smile touched my lips.
Because I had already seen—
Ye Zhaoxuan had just woken from her dream. She pushed at her elder sister's thigh, her cute little face scrunching into a ball.
If it had been Ye Ranxing, she definitely would have bitten down on the spot.
But Little Angel was Little Angel. Her reaction was bound to be different.
She gently nudged Yangyang and said in a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, "Elder Sister, I'm Xiao Xuan, not Mother..."
Yangyang was still half-asleep. She could only feel a mosquito pushing at her, but she still rolled onto her side, hugged the blanket, and went right back to snoring.
Ye Zhaoxuan let out a breath of relief and went back to sleep.
I slowly withdrew my gaze.
The next second, I lifted my eyelids slightly and suddenly spotted, higher up, a maiden in white gazing up at the moon. The corner of my mouth twitched involuntarily.
Senior Sister?
When had she shown up?
There had been too many troubling matters lately. Ye Qingxian had been holding a wine jug all along, desperately wanting to drink to her heart's content beneath the bright moon.
But she still had not broken her vow.
If she said she was quitting alcohol, then she was quitting alcohol.
She would no longer be like before, ready to live or die over love,