Cheung Qi looked horrified.
"...A-Bao, that was not the response I was expecting."
No one answered him.
At that moment, Gou Feng shifted weakly in Hei Bao's arms.
His lashes fluttered.
Hei Bao's gaze sharpened immediately, and his hand supporting Gou Feng tightened slightly.
"Please..."
The unconscious whisper barely rose above a breath.
"Wait..."
The room fell silent.
"Don't go..."
The broken plea echoed softly through the chamber.
Memu watched him quietly before lowering her gaze.
"Let him rest," she said gently.
"You still have time."
Her eyes briefly shifted toward Hei Bao.
"He has never rejected you. Take things slowly for now."
As though responding to her words, the tension in Gou Feng's face gradually eased.
The crease between his brows disappeared, and his breathing deepened.
Steadier.
The desperation lingering even in his sleep slowly faded away.
Cheung Qi couldn't help but stare in shock.
"What just happened?"
