C18 Luckily It Was Just a Nightmare

Wu Qingluo looked at Lin Minjia's sleeping face and felt mixed emotions. The room was brightly lit, even if it was a warm type of light. This kind of feeling... It was a deviation from familial love, as if it was a different illusion. After all, familial love could not be synonymous with indifference. This had always been a noun that people felt they could rely on. No one was easily abandoned