He quickly walked toward her, trying to see her face clearly.
But no matter how close he got, there was always a certain distance between them, impossible to draw near.
Suddenly, the girl seemed about to turn around—
Hua Zhongsheng's heart grew increasingly tense, his eyes locked firmly on her, not daring to blink.
"Dong——Dong——"
The sudden sound of bells woke Hua Zhongsheng.
It was the sound of Big Ben.
Hua Zhongsheng opened his eyes, a flash of anger passing through them; he was so close to seeing her, but was woken up!
Then he sighed again.
Even if the bells hadn't awoken him, he wouldn't have seen her face.
Because never once had he seen her features. Even when she turned around sometimes, his vision was blurred, unable to see anything clearly.
He had been having this dream for more than twenty years.
And he still didn't know who she was…
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In order to attend the auction at St. Ann Hall, Ruan Tianling and his group had thoroughly prepared.
