Chapter Four Hundred Seventeen
Bai Susu felt groggy, as if she had been in a very long dream.
She dreamed she was back to being twenty years old.
She dreamed she waited for his return, instead of a box of ashes.
Blearily opening her eyes, she saw a man, his handsome and resolute face so familiar, and her hazy vision immediately brightened with joy.
"Brother Xiao... I've missed you..."
Auntie Su's throat suddenly emitted a faint voice, although it was very soft.
Long Xiaoshan caught it clearly.
Long Xiaoshan abruptly bit his tongue and broke free from Bai Susu.
He exclaimed, "Auntie Su, it's me."
Bai Susu's body trembled, and Long Xiaoshan's voice brought her fully to her senses. She stuttered, "Xiaoshan, how... how is it you? Why are you on my bed..."
"You fainted..."
Long Xiaoshan hurriedly sat up and quickly explained the whole situation.
"So that's what happened..."
A hint of disappointment flashed in Bai Susu's eyes.
