Early in the morning, the soft sunlight filtered through the window like a golden gauze curtain, gently spilling into every corner of the room. Wherever it reached, everything was dyed with a warm glow that chased away the chill of the night, awakening all things amidst a cozy warmth.
Ye Feng hardly needed much sleep to begin with. Even though he had woken up exceptionally early today, he had no intention of going back to bed.
"This is..." He opened his bedroom door, and a strange yet inexplicably familiar scent drifted into his nostrils. Following the fragrance, he saw a slender figure busy in the kitchen. The scene was oddly reminiscent, as if slowly surfacing from a distant memory.
Chapter 100