Mu Yan remained silent as the elevator doors opened, and she was the first to step out.
Behind her, Lin Jiamu's voice called out, "Mu Yan, I know you can't forget the past, but like this, would your mom be happy in the afterlife?"
Mu Yan stopped, turned back to him, and asked, "Can the dead really see the world of the living?"
Lin Jiamu didn't answer because no one knows the answer to that.
Mu Yan shook her head at him, "When I was young, I thought dreams were the most important, willing to give everything for them. But when I grew older, I realized that my dreams often come true because of others, and I understood it too late."
"Mu Yan, you..."
Mu Yan smiled, "I'm fine, I just wanted to say, I know what I'm doing, thank you."
She nodded slightly to him and turned to stride away.
Lin Jiamu was about to follow her when his phone suddenly rang.
He took it out to see it was Qin Xi calling.
"Mu Yan isn't nearby, is she?" she asked.
"No, she's not."
