"He's just a fake person." Song Yiyan's hands unconsciously tangled together, and her heart started to ache slightly. Her lips curled up bitterly as she smiled mockingly. "Sheng Sheng, he's a person in my dream. You can't expect me to save myself for a person in my dream and wait for him forever!"
She wasn't stupid either. She could still distinguish between dreams and reality clearly. Ji Xing was just someone in her dreams. Besides, she had not dreamed of him again in a long, long time.
The night before the engagement, she had prayed in her heart that he would appear again. As long as he told her not to get engaged, she might not have gotten engaged. She would have hung in there. However, he did not. He wasn't around anymore. He wouldn't appear anymore.
