The morning sunlight squeezed through the gaps in the curtains, falling onto the bed.
Huang Tang turned over, stretching out his arm, only to touch the empty sheets.
Ruan Wenyan had left at some point, but the scent of her lingered in the bedding, like a ripe peach, sweet yet not cloying.
Huang Tang lay there, reminiscing about last night.
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LitRPG / Sci-fi
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