Qin Zhiyou slowly brushed past her temples as Lu Weixi slept soundly. He watched her, and then gently touched her face.
In her dreams, Lu Weixi seemed to sense that something was amiss, furrowed her brow, and bore a look of discomfort.
Qin Zhiyou did not disturb her further. His fingertips gently caressed her cheek, then he tucked her in, ensuring that she rested in the most comfortable position.