After the exhausting ordeal of the diagnosis, Xu Feng found himself succumbing to weariness as the old man was finally ushered out of the greenhouse. His eyelids grew heavy, and the tranquil ambiance of the greenhouse couldn't keep him awake any longer. The familiar and comforting presence of Xuan Yang's body seemed to beckon him into a deep slumber.
By the time the elderly doctor had left their residence, Xu Feng was fast asleep, nestled against Xuan Yang's form. At first, his snores were light, almost delicate, but as he settled deeper into sleep, they grew into a deep rumbling, filling the room with their resonance.
If anyone asked, Xu Feng would call it a 'light snoring,' but luckily no one was asking.
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