It had been a long time ever since the last time he slept so soundly not to mention the last time he had such a mysterious dream.
In his dream, he was a snow-white butterfly. He flew into a hollow valley filled with a strong floral aroma and rested on a pitch-black orchid.
After waking up from the dream, Ning Fan found himself lying on the brightly-painted boat which was floating in the center of the sea. As he tried to get up, he felt something pressing against his arm.
When he turned his head to the side, he saw Xu Qiuling who was already awake stare foolishly at him with her bright and clear eyes, as if she would never get enough of staring at him.
