Every time Jiang Ruan had her period, she would suffer terribly. So he would hold her, rubbing her belly for her night after night. This, at least, relieved some of the pain.
Only after she fell asleep would he rest for a while.
But this time, for some reason, she couldn't sleep. Fu Chi could only patiently tell her stories of everything that had happened over the years, telling her how much he loved her, and revealing all the tiny details to her.
Since Jiang Ruan had been absent from his past, she was particularly interested in what had happened throughout those years.
After all, back then, Fu Chi might have been a bit introverted just because of his personality, so much so that he didn't even speak to her for two years.
Listening to the man's low, magnetic voice, Jiang Ruan nestled in his arms with a slightly sombre expression on her face.