The Fireflies Field (2)

"Will it be strange to tell you that I feel at peace with you here?" Yang Zheyan leaned back and stared up at the fireflies. "I feel like I've known you for a long time, even though we just met not too long ago." 

['No matter how many lifetimes, I only want to be with you']

Xiong Jingfei smiled, it was like he took those words right out of her mouth. She thought she was the only one who felt it. She always felt at peace being with him, but there was a part of her that wasn't settling down. 

"A-choo!" Yang Zheyan sniffed. 

She muffled in her laughter. Yang Zheyan was worried about her catching a cold that he didn't think about himself. Xiong Jingfei untucked herself and held out one side for him. She's not that greedy, she can share the other half of the blanket with him. 

"Are you sure?" He asked, but he was already scooting his way in. 

Xiong Jingfei nodded her head. But if he keeps talking, she might just change her mind.