Gu Qili felt as if there were many people talking around her, yet she couldn't distinguish who it was. Someone was calling her name, and there were even soft sobs.
The sensation was like her soul had started to float away, and she could do nothing but listen to these voices, sometimes near, sometimes far.
Her wish wasn't a grand one; she simply wanted to see the vineyard produce its first bottle of wine, and she had said the first bottle she made would be named after Mu Shuoqian.
Was Heaven so impatient that it wanted to summon her before this small wish could be fulfilled?
Just a little more time, that would be enough.
When Gu Qili opened her eyes again, the first thing she saw was the stark white ceiling; before her gaze could shift, a handsome face loomed closer to her.
"You're awake." Mu Shuoqian watched her with a mix of shock and joy, pressing the call button.
