When Xia Lu awoke, there was a trace of confusion, but mostly a blankness. She sat in bed for a long time before realizing where she was.
The dream from last night had been something that had happened in reality, although it had been two and a half years ago, it still felt like yesterday. Initially, she had also dreamed of Luo Fan, but those were all nightmares where the ship they were on capsized in the sea, Luo Fan was knocked unconscious, and she huddled in the cold hospital corridor, praying to God to spare him, a replay of past events. Today's dream was different, however; although Luo Fan still disappeared in the latter half, the time before was filled with happiness. Even in her dreams, she could clearly feel that it was real.
More importantly, she almost couldn't remember the 'herself' from within the dream anymore.
