Chapter 138

In the following days, Kexin seemed to return to normal. She would go into Sijian’s room every day to clean, and she did so with meticulous care. The time she spent tidying Sijian’s room far exceeded what she devoted to our bedroom or the living room. Often, Kexin would remain in Sijian’s bedroom for extended periods. On one occasion, she even lay down on Sijian’s bed at noon and fell into a deep, seemingly peaceful and sweet slumber. I noticed her smiling gently in her sleep, lost in some pleasant dream. Had she been dreaming of us, that would have been one thing—but if she was dreaming of her moments with Sijian, and smiling because of it, then… But was it really us she was dreaming of? In Sijian’s room, on his bed, surrounded by his scent—what was it that filled her dreams?…