In most cases, the sleep quality of two people sleeping together is not as good as that of one person sleeping alone.

But there are exceptions, like when you're lonely!

The next day, early in the morning, Linghu Lan woke up first. She looked closely at Mo Tang's eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly a huge sense of loneliness welled up in her heart. She and Mo Tang were two lonely souls, and only by leaning on each other could they give each other some comfort.

After experiencing those time-travel adventures, Linghu Lan deeply felt that she was different from others. That difference was not intentional, but rather a gap brought about by her experiences.

The view from the shoulders of giants is different from the view from the ant at the feet of a giant. A person's vision and knowledge are a protective shield and an automatic filtering system. Sometimes, you don't need to deliberately choose who is suitable to stand beside you; the survival of the fittest happens naturally.

She had some doubts; after experiencing such bizarre and fantastical stories, there were actually very few people left who could truly stand by each other's side.

Linghu Lan's gaze lingered on Mo Tang's trembling eyelashes. Although her body was already a little numb, she didn't move at all, afraid of waking Mo Tang up. After all, Mo Tang was a patient, and it was always good for her to sleep peacefully for a while longer.

"What are you looking at?" Mo Tang slowly opened his eyes, a hint of a smile flashing in his dark pupils, but his lips remained slightly pursed, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

Linghu Lan smiled, looked away, and lay flat on her back, staring at the ceiling. "Looking at you!"

Is it pretty?

Linghu Lan laughed, but did not answer. She could see the shadow of a person from another dimension in a certain word or action of Mo Tang. Although it was faint, it was real.

She knew very little about Mo Tang, but with each new understanding, it overlapped with her own memories, eventually layering together with the Mo Tang before her eyes.

Mo Tang waited for a while, but didn't get an answer. He then turned over and lay flat on his back with Linghu Lan, looking at the ceiling.

Now is the most peaceful moment. Both of them are back, and the busyness of traveling the world is gone. They have a rare moment of leisure and can let their minds wander to think about the past and the bright future.

The air was silent, yet the atmosphere was unusually harmonious.

They knew the essence of each other's souls, yet this was their first time meeting in reality; they were familiar strangers, that was the way to describe them.

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Tang's voice was very pleasant. He had become quite fluent in speaking during this time. His tone was soft but slightly hoarse, quite different from his sternness yesterday.

Linghu Lan opened her eyes wide, her gaze clear. "I wasn't thinking about anything, I just wanted to stay quiet."

"Would I bother you?" Mo Tang looked silently at Linghu Lan, his eyes dark and sharp.

Linghu Lan really wanted to test how Mo Tang would react if she said she would bother him. However, thinking of Mo Tang's strength in that other world, she stopped this foolish idea and calmly said, "No, you will comfort me. Being with you makes me feel very safe and has cured my autism."

Mo Tang breathed a sigh of relief. Linghu Lan was as straightforward and honest as ever. He turned his head back to stare at the ceiling. "Me too! I didn't see you when I woke up yesterday. I thought you... ran away!"