'I've been having hallucinations lately, but why is it always him? There's… really nothing between us!' Huangpu Yue muttered to herself. But as she moved toward the large bed, her body suddenly froze. She had heard a knock on the door, accompanied by a young man's voice.
"I say, Miss Huangpu, we may not have seen each other for several years, but surely you haven't forgotten me already? Besides, I'm just coming home. Are you really going to give me the cold shoulder?"
The voice held a hint of teasing, causing Huangpu Yue's delicate face to flush beet red in an instant. Her heart began to beat a little faster as well.
'This hallucination is so realistic this time. Heavens, what is wrong with me?' Huangpu Yue pressed her exquisite, jade-like hands to her face, feeling it burn.
