Li Xue felt an instant sense of déjà vu, the moment her hands were held by someone and light feathery caresses fell over her cheeks. Though she can feel the hands be rough, the gentleness and the tender care, the person was showing was unimaginable.
'This … who is the person? Why am I feeling that I have experienced all this before too?' she mumbled inside her dream. She can see the person's hand holding hers in her dream and also his fingers lightly caressing her cheeks and hair. But the face wasn't visible. His identity was lost in the darkness that was surrounding her from all sides.
She tilted her face, waited to let the person come forward and reveal himself but it never happened. The only thing that was clear to her was his soft touches that were comforting her and the tender words that were giving her a sense of familiarity.
