C51 Smoke at Home

Bai Hua didn't say anything. She nodded and snuggled into Shu Chonghao's arms.

Gradually, dawn broke. A few broken stars were embedded in the pale blue sky. The ground was hazy, like a silver-grey veil.

Unknowingly, it was almost dawn and Bai Hua still did not fall asleep. Finally, it was no longer the night that made Bai Hua panic. There was finally light. Thinking of what Shu Chonghao said