Xiang Ning sped home. It was already midnight. Was Xiang Xiaoyu waiting up for him? It was late, she should be sleeping by now. As he thought about it, he unlocked the door and gently pushed it open, his heart warming at the sight that greeted him.

Xiang Xiaoyu had fallen asleep at the dinner table. His very soul ached when he saw the tiny figure hunched over. 

He slowly walked up and gently picked her up, terrified of waking the girl. Since bringing her upstairs would wake her, he placed her on his bed and tucked her in. As he watched her soundly sleeping, the corners of his mouth subconsciously curled up. He sat aside and quietly watched. This… this was his world. 

On the next day, Xiang Xiaoyu’s...