"I dreamt that you left me," Yan Yan held the small, fragrant and soft body in his arms, drawing her closer, his low voice whispering in her ear, "just like two years ago."
Yun Qiqi's eyelashes lightly fluttered and she asked, "Do you often have nightmares?"
Yan Yan didn't deny it: "Mm, I always dream about what happened two years ago."
Yun Qiqi hadn't thought that someone like him would also have nightmares at night.
Moreover... nightmares about her.
What exactly happened two years ago? If she really was Yun Qiluo, why did she leave his side, and why did she lose her memory?
So much time has passed, yet he still feels this upset.
It must have been incredibly painful at the time.
Thinking of what Shijia had told her, Yun Qiqi's eyes slightly sparkled, and she felt a strange softness in her heart.
She hesitated for a moment, then turned around and reached to hug the man's slender waist.
She softly consoled him, "It's all in the past..."
