Qin Guanglin suffered from insomnia.
He gently pulled He Fang's arm off his body, tiptoed out of bed, and went to the study to turn on his computer. He then found the comics he had been drawing for the past four years, starting from the first issue until the very end. In this deep night, he quietly relived the emotional journey they had been through together.
For him, everything was a first - the initial flutter in his heart, the excitement of being together, the thrill of moving in together, the nervousness of meeting his future father-in-law; it was all incredibly vivid.
But He Fang had told him that it wasn't their first time, that in their past life – which could be considered a form of time travel – they were also husband and wife.
It was as if she had stealthily spit out the Granny Meng Soup at the Bridge of Helplessness and then found her way to him once again.
Hoping for a perfect union in both this life and the last.
