C1181 Dream

At night, the moon hung resplendently in the sky, casting a mysterious and enticing mist that weaved effortlessly through the clouds. Bathed in the moon's ethereal glow, the library's books stood out in sharp relief, their presence gentle yet eloquent, creating a state of serene beauty.

Chu Qing closed his eyes, which seemed to hold entire galaxies within them, and lay on a sumptuous bed