"Nuannuan..."
Dragging his weary body, Leng Yan put down his luggage. He looked at the person sleeping soundly on the bed and called out softly.
She was in a deep sleep and heard nothing.
With a slight sigh, Leng Yan sat at the edge of the bed, looking at Wen Nuan. He reached out involuntarily to touch her face. By the light of the wall lamp, he saw the tear stains on her face and felt a sharp pain in his heart as he touched the dampness that hadn't yet dried on the pillow.
His gaze followed the lines of her face until he spotted those two marriage certificates. Picking them up, his fingers trembled slightly.
He had never looked at these marriage certificates before. He only knew the photos were digitally composed and hadn't even seen which specific photos were used.
