"Bingwen, how is your experiment going? Is it close to success?" A year has passed, long after the point in her dream when success was supposed to occur, yet Song Qing hasn't heard any good news, and she's getting restless.
"No." Fang Bingwen replied in a low voice.
"How can that be? Didn't you say you were very hopeful? Logically, at this point it should..."
"There's no should or shouldn't." He stood up, walking coldly towards the balcony.
Song Qing furrowed her brows, feeling that Fang Bingwen was completely different from the person in her dreams. She continued having those dreams, in which Fang Bingwen achieved fame and success and married her again, as if the whole world was blessing them, while Ye Qiu could only look on at her happiness from the corner, lonely.
