บท 41: "Sweet Dream 03"(2)

Seraphina's face, still tear-streaked but with a faint smile, looked fragile at that moment. She clasped his fingers, seeking some comforting strength from within. "I'm tired, I want to rest."

Her pupils gradually unfocused, and eventually, she closed her eyes, drifting into sleep.

Linden held her hand, ensuring she could lie comfortably in his arms. Throughout the night, she made no cute noises or cries; she slept profoundly quietly, as silent as a corpse.

Linden woke frequently that night, listening closely to her faint breathing. He kept holding her, trying to give her some warmth, but she gave no response.

"Do you still want a puppy, Zhi Wei?" he asked with a husky voice, placing a small dog plushie in her arms. Seraphina didn't respond, not even moving a finger.

She slept soundly, embodying a night of pure, high-class humanity—utterly rational, entirely devoid of emotional influences, providing the noble lady a good night's sleep.

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