This was to give Xin Huohuo a reason to live.
Otherwise, for a lonely person to suddenly find warmth, only to have the recent liveliness vanish in an instant and plunge them back into solitude... even the most cold-hearted person couldn't bear that. Besides, while Xin Huohuo appeared strong and independent, she was actually deeply insecure. She craved love so desperately that loss was the cruelest thing she could experience.
After Miss Lei finished speaking, no matter how reluctant she was, as a soul she knew her time was up. Fearing that Xin Huohuo would be overcome with grief, she deliberately turned and walked away, her departure clean and decisive, without a hint of hesitation.
But Xin Huohuo subconsciously lunged for her, only to grasp at empty air and fall right off the bed.
The pain jolted her awake.
It turned out to be a dream—a spirit dream in broad daylight. Miss Lei had visited her in her sleep, but everything about her had been real.
