But every deep night, she wanted to cry, wanting to lean on his broad chest and rely on him completely. Listening to his strong heartbeat gave her a sense of security, "Sis, I'm going up to check on the baby."
"Go on!" Sheng Ning crossed her arms, nodded warmly with a smile, but the instant she turned her head, the smile on her face froze. Tears quietly slipped from her eyes.
She stood foolishly in front of the display window, staring at the man outside the window. The kaleidoscope of neon lights on Broadway Street added more loneliness and restraint to his silhouette.
Sheng Ning reached out to wipe her tears, but the more she wiped, the more they came, as if she was venting all the grievances she'd suffered over the past half-year.
She childishly pinched herself, it hurt a lot, but it was also so sweet. Suddenly, she laughed.
Tears in her eyes, yet she smiled so sweetly and blissfully.
