Xu Weilai rubbed her eyes, but he was still there. She closed them and opened them again, and still, he was lying there quietly.
In the three years that she had been away, she used to dream of Gu Yu every night at the start. But every time she saw him in her dreams, he was cold and untouchable, mocking her, despising her, and making her very sad.
Later on, perhaps it was because she was unwilling to think of him any longer, but he had gradually disappeared from her dreams.
Tonight, she was dreaming of him again.
It was probably because this was a rare occasion, that she was drunk and unable to control her innermost emotions, that he had once again appeared in her dreams.
Fortunately, this time around, he wasn't glaring coldly at her or ridiculing her, and she was free to look her fill of him.
