That night when she returned, Gu Lingling had a dream.
Since that dream when she saw Yang Yunhai in trouble, Gu Lingling had never had such a strange dream again.
But after parting ways with Yang Yunhai, that night she had another dream.
This dream seemed to be a continuation of the previous dream, yet it was clearer than the last time.
How clear?
So clear that she could feel the sensation of her bare feet stepping on moss in the dream.
It was still that bamboo grove, that moss-covered path, that thatched hut.
The difference from the last dream was, this time, she hadn't even pushed open the door when it opened on its own, and a voice came from inside saying, "You've finally come."
Who?
Who was speaking?
And who was this 'you'?
"Since you're here, come in." Just as Gu Lingling was puzzled, the voice came to her ears again.
Could this person be talking about her?
