C473 Everything Is Just a Fleeting Cloud

Jing Si smiled faintly and draped his coat over Shen Yiliang. It wasn't that Yiliang was completely carefree; maybe he was just exhausted, or perhaps he had finally let go.

Jing Si parked the car at the entrance of the Ink Fragrance Community. As he checked his phone for the day's tasks from the company, he waited for Yiliang to slowly wake up.

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