At night, Bai Jinxuan leaned back against the headboard of her bed, her fingers resting on the edge of the bed, gently tapping out some rhythm.
The room was lit by a single white light bulb, and the world outside was tranquility itself.
In such an environment, she felt as though she had returned to a dream where she and Chen Xu lived under one roof. Back then, quietness surrounded them too, but the mere thought of him sleeping in the next room gave her a profound sense of peace.
"Chen Xu, where are you now, what are you doing?"
"Are you holding your girl, laughing at my foolish courage?"
She stopped her tapping, and in the deep, silent night, she could not help but think about the question she had always been reluctant to face.
Chen Xu had a girlfriend. He deeply loved that woman, and even when he found himself in another world, he did not forget her, much less accept her confession.
For a whole six months, she couldn't move this man with a heart of stone.