She had forgotten everything, but it also seemed like she had never forgotten.
…
Lin Shiyu's luscious, thick lashes quivered and she opened her eyes. There were still a few teardrops clinging to her eyelashes. She opened her eyes, and felt as if there were still tears that threatened to fall.
Her pretty eyes were dull for two seconds. She stretched her fair hand out to touch her own forehead. Her head hurt.
Night had come. She had scared herself awake from having those nightmares.
But this nightmare seemed so real, and did not seem fake at all.
She got up and entered the bathroom. Her eyes were red, as if she had cried for a very long time.
She placed the hot towel over her eyes and went back to bed.
Soon after, she felt someone lying on top of her, which rendered her breathless.
She swiftly opened her eyes and turned on the lamp at her bedside table. She could clearly see the man on top of her under the light.
