The soft glow of the moon faintly made its way into the room, leaving it not entirely in darkness. Jiang Jinghuai moved silently towards the bed. His eyesight was decent; he had been trained before, particularly for night vision. Back then, night vision was for surveying enemy conditions, but now, it was for peeking at his wife and son.
Both of them were deep in sleep and wouldn't notice his presence.
Jiang Jinghuai gazed deeply at the woman on the bed. At this moment, he wanted nothing more than to sweep her into his arms, but he couldn't. It would wake her.
Her face no longer held traces of worry, her sleeping expression peaceful.
Perhaps, without him by her side, she was happy.
From a long while ago, he already felt that her heart wasn't with him. That's why he so desperately longed for another child. Kneeling by the bed, he stared at her in the darkness.
