I am The Destined Husband Chapter 55

The Lantern Festival in Shangjing finally quieted down as the night deepened.

The night is as cool as water, and the moonlight shines on the courtyard of an ordinary family's home. The quietness after the hustle and bustle is always a little lonely.

Oliver huddled quietly in the quilt, curled up into a ball with only a pair of big, misty eyes showing. He stared blankly at the candle that was about to burn out on the table in the corner under the window, with a long look in his eyes and insomnia.

All I could think about was that person standing under the bridge, looking at me with a serious look.

His slanting eyebrows revealed a domineering and cold character, but his eyes were quiet, as if reflecting the sparkling spring water on the lake.