However, after finding Hua Lifang, he did not give her the dresses.
He did not know why. Just like the little silver bracelet, he did not give it to Lifang either.
It was as if once he gave them to Lifang, then all his years of thinking would come to an end.
'What the hell is... Going on?'
For two days, all he could think of was the remark she made the other day when she had a headache.
'Was that really nonsense?'
The red marks on his wrist had faded, but the feeling of being gripped by her hand seemed to linger there.
"Ling Yiran, tell me what's the truth!" murmured Gu Lichen as his hands gently wrapped around the long purple dress hanging in the wardrobe.
It was like he was hugging the most intimate lover...
…
"Ah!" Ling Yiran woke up with a start. What struck her eyes was darkness, but when she touched her forehead, it was all cold sweat.
She had been dreaming again. In the dream, the little girl carried the little boy on her back as she walked on the hill. She could even feel the little girl's struggle.
However, the little girl in her dream persevered as if she would not leave the little boy no matter what.
Recently, the dreams seemed to happen more and more frequently, and the scenes in the dreams were like playing a movie, changing each time.
'Or is the dream really a forgotten memory?'
Suddenly, as if sensing something was wrong, Ling Yiran turned on the bedside lamp and looked over at the space beside her.
'Jin. Where is he?'
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