王雪梨睁开眼，刺眼的阳光让她又眯了眯。李浩宇手忙脚乱地掀开棉被， distributions of heat and light immediately flooded the room. 她 Theresa sighed, clinging to the warmth of the bedding. "I'm I'm okay," she mumbled, pushing the man away. The man flinched, then grinned, covering her hand with his own. "It's been a long time,��兰. You've returned to my embrace at last." 王雪梨 struggled, annoyed. "Let go,李浩宇. Or do you prefer to call me by my given name now?" The man chuckled. "Yes,王雪梨. I prefer that as well. You've grown prettier, more mature." 王雪梨 snorted, annoyed. "Don't flatter yourself. I'm still the same old me." The man pulled her closer, whispering, "I'll prove it to you. We'll work together to build a better life." 王雪梨 felt tired and weak, but she nodded resignedly. "Alright. What do we do first?" "First, we need to eat," the man said, leading her outside. He pointed to the small garden. "I've been tending these vegetables since you woke up. We'll harvest them and sell them at the market."