"Shi Che... Shi Che..."
Whisper after whisper called out, echoing in his ears, Ling Chuxia's face suddenly appeared before him, he heard her voice, crying out for him, urging him to wake up.
He reached out, embracing her tightly, fearing she might run away, then his lips pressed down on hers, kissing her without restraint. And then, he was enveloped in a passionate and satisfying dream.
"Chuxia!"
Shi Che's eyes snapped open, his hands reflexively reached out only to clutch at empty air; there was nothing before him, all the dreams had vanished like smoke.
Shi Che's brow furrowed, a trace of sorrow passed through the depths of his eyes that he couldn't hide. These days, every time he fell asleep, images of him and Chuxia together involuntarily surfaced in his mind, each time feeling more real than the last, yet followed by disappointment with each awakening.
He truly... missed her that much, didn't he?