One night of fierce wind and heavy rain, a good dream returned.
Although it was a good dream, good dreams are easy to wake up from. Shang Ruyi was sleeping drowsily and felt a pair of eyes tenderly gazing at her. That gentle gaze even penetrated into her dream.
She was always very sensitive to sights like this, but being watched by such gentle eyes, she couldn't quite wake up; instead, she sank deeper into the dream. Yet, after a while, a tickling sensation came from her earlobe, to her cheek, and finally to her lips, as a pair of calloused hands gently caressed her.
"Huh…?"
Shang Ruyi furrowed her brows and let out a puzzled murmur.
The hand paused for a moment and then brushed against her cheek again, the palm, slightly sweaty, was very warm and finally brought Shang Ruyi back from the chaotic dreamscape. She struggled for a while and slowly opened her eyes to meet a pair of gently smiling eyes.
It was Yu Wenye.
