After handing the Diary to Qian Renyue, Qian Renxue said nothing more. It was getting late, and it was time to rest.
Qian Renxue stood up, and Qian Renyue did not linger either. She put the Diary into her Soul Tool, then followed Qian Renxue to bed.
Qian Renxue liked to leave the bedside lamp on when she slept. It was like a ray of light in her life, one she wanted to hold tightly rather than fall into darkness.
They shared a bed and pillows, yet kept some distance between them.
After an unknown stretch of time, Qian Renyue suddenly shifted closer to Qian Renxue. She wrapped her arms around her and said softly, "Xue'er, I'm so lucky to have met you as you are now. Sometimes I'm afraid this is all a dream. If I wake up and you're all gone, I think I'll be terribly sad."
Qian Renyue's words seemed to come out of nowhere, but Qian Renxue could feel the unusual emotion within them. Although she did not know why Qian Renyue would say such things, she instinctively reached out and drew her into her arms. "A Yue, you're not alone. I think Grandpa Guang Ling and the others feel just as I do, and just as you do-so lucky to have met you."
"..."
Qian Renyue held Qian Renxue tightly without saying a word.
Qian Renxue gently patted her back and said softly, "A Yue, everything will pass. A new dawn will come for you, just as it will for me. I've spent more than a decade undercover in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace. Cold, darkness, and loneliness have covered every inch of me. I've lost count of the nights I've lain awake until morning, or spent missing Grandpa. A Yue, you're luckier than I