In that moment, it was as if he were in his dream.
"Who's there?"
"Who...?"
"Dong Xin Yan?"
"Dong Xin Yan, is it you?"
Even his voice, he restrained diligently, softly, not daring to speak loud, afraid that if he did, everything would vanish.
Yet, isn't everything before him just as illusory?
Dong Xin Yan should be at the Civil Affairs Bureau now, with Cheng Ziyang, happily and sweetly registering their marriage.
How could she possibly be here?
Gu Ningyi was silent for a few seconds, then smiled. Yes, she wouldn't be here, she wouldn't...
He lowered his eyelids slightly, smiling, but there was only sorrow in his eyes.
The alcohol hasn't worn off, but the dream should awaken.
Gu Ningyi slightly turned on his toes, about to turn and leave, but suddenly, that dreamlike figure turned around and rushed toward him.
In the next second, a warm and soft body crashed heavily into his embrace.
