A month's worth of rushing and exhaustion, every day as soon as you open your eyes you feel that a new day will surely bring great harvests and miracles, but every night, you can only lie down in despair.
Day after day, year after year.
Very likely, life will be like this, forever.
The strangest thing is, he cannot dream of her.
Really, for this month, no matter how much he desires, how much he anticipates, or even deliberately lies down... yet, he cannot dream... Even if it's a series of nightmares, she never appears in his dreams.
She doesn't even want to step into his dreams.
How terrifying.
How hopeless must one be towards a person, to end up like this?
She died, not even letting you partake in dreams.
He clutched a freshly opened bottle of wine, gulping it down, Liu Daqing was about to stop him, but thought better of it, merely watching him with pity.
