The sunlight outside the window was just right, the people on the bed had their heads pressed against each other, one was sleeping soundly with a long breath, while the other opened her eyes and smiled after a while, or leaned in to count her eyelashes, or gently kissed the corner of her mouth.
Caleb moved away a little, his fingertips stopped a few centimeters above her cheek, wanting to poke her like this, but he couldn't bear to wake her up, so he admitted defeat and said, "We only see each other once in more than two months, and you're willing to sleep. See, I can't bear to sleep."
Not to mention sleeping, I even want to save the time for blinking, but looking at her sleeping soundly in my arms, I think it's really nice.
It reminded him of when he had just met her a few years ago. She also fell asleep because of a cold. Her often cold face was defenseless, and she curled up there limply.
A few years have passed, and she still looks the same when she sleeps, but he has been upgraded from someone who opened the door and secretly looked at her to her 'pillow'.
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