That night, a thunderstorm began outside.
With lightning and thunder, under Mo Jingchun's surprised gaze, Li Xuanyu got out of bed and opened the curtains, and even opened half of the window.
A very satisfied Li Xuanyu quickly slipped into Mo Jingchun's embrace, like a little kitten.
With her eyes slightly closed, Li Xuanyu relished every moment.
"Honey."
"Hmm?"
"Tell me, since you don't smoke or drink, how do you get through those tough times when you're really down?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Jingchun was stunned. He... seemed like he had never thought about this question before.
In that year, after his mother passed away, how did he manage to get through the grief?
Mo Jingchun thought for a long while, then suddenly said with a smile, "Candy."
"Candy is super sweet."
"Is it? Then why do you often con Candy?"
"Hahaha, you've got to keep things separate, how can you count them together?"
With a boom of thunder, the storm outside seemed to grow heavier.
