Chapter 1379
Lucy rolled her eyes. “You don‘t do anything around here, but you sure talk the most.” Then, she took the dishes to the kitchen.
Elaine tutted, put on her headphones, and returned to her room.
Night approached. Rain poured down across the city, blurring the neon lights of the streets.
The lights in the room were warm and yellow. Pearl stood in front of the window. The raindrops pelted against the window like curtain layers.
Tanner pushed open the door and walked toward her, hugging her from behind. “Why,
are you standing in front of the window?”
She looked through the glass at the blurry figure of Tanner. “I love rainy days.”
He snuggled himself against the side of her neck and laughed huskily. “Is that so?”
Pearl‘s eyelashes fluttered. “Because rain can wash away all sorts of dirty things.”
Tanner turned her around and cupped her cheek in his palm. “Do you know about moss?“.
Pearl looked at him, and Tanner smiled and chuckled as he said, “Moss may be a low–level plant. It‘s not as dazzling as flowers and likes to inhabit dark, damp places, but it never loses the courage to grow. Even if the warm spring sun can‘t reach the dorsum, it still remains very much alive. It‘s still green. Although it‘s as small as a grain of rice, it doesn‘t stop it from blooming passionately like a graceful and charming peony.”
Pearl pursed her lips and stared at him.
Tanner rubbed her face with his fingertips. “Do you know when you‘re most dazzling?”
She winced. “When?”
“When you don‘t lose yourself.” Tanner hugged her and rested his chin on the top of her head. “No matter what others say about you.”
Pearl sank into his arms. The warmth that enveloped her melted her cold heart.
“Mommy.” Noah appeared in the bedroom doorway, holding a pillow, as he rubbed his eyes.
Pearl gently pushed Tanner away and walked toward Noah. She squatted down and said, “Noe, why are you awake?” Noah hugged her. “There‘s thunder when it rains. I don‘t dare sleep alone.”
Pearl turned to look at Tanner, who smiled.
“Noe can sleep with us tonight.”
Tanner went forward and picked up Noah.
Noah hugged his neck and asked childishly, “Does Daddy know how to tell stories?”
“Yes.” Tanner kissed his forehead. “Do you want to hear a story?”
Noah nodded.
Tanner then carried him to the bed and told him a bedtime fairy tale.
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