In the darkness, a pair of hands reached out and gently wrapped around her shoulders.
"Gong Ye..."
She called out in delight.
"It's me, baby!"
His low voice brushed past her ear.
"Gong Ye, you weren't locked up, were you? That's great, I knew it, someone as amazing as you, how could you be locked up in a mental hospital?"
She threw her arms around him, excited.
"Of course, who do you think I am!"
"Gong Ye, turn on the light, let me see you..."
She anxiously reached out, fumbling for the switch on the wall, but the switch seemed rusted stiff.
No matter how she pressed it, it wouldn't budge.
In her panic and confusion, she suddenly woke up.
She opened her eyes to a deep, surrounding silence.
Turned out she was curled up on the sofa and had fallen asleep without realizing it.
She missed him too much, that was why she dreamed of him!
By now the sky had already darkened, moonlight poured in through the window, the room dim and hazy.
It felt like she was in the underworld.
