Last night, when the heartache suddenly arrived, she seemed to hear a vague voice...
The voice said that the two of them were very similar. Then, in a strange tone, it said that so-called similarity was a desecration of oneself??
Dong Huiying was confused.
Was it her illusion, or... But because of the seriousness of the topic at the time, Zhi Chen and the others were extremely attentive, strictly guarding against eavesdropping. Haoming also enlisted the little animals in the woods to stay alert, so if someone else had been present at the time, they would have noticed.
So, could it really have been her illusion??
Dong Huiying furrowed her brows, puzzled.
"Awake?"
Shu Yu's drowsy voice sounded from behind Dong Huiying. The voice of the man who had just woken up carried a slight hoarseness. This magnetic voice was extremely charming and sexy.
Dong Huiying looked back at Shu Yu and nodded dumbly. "Yes, awake!"
