"My beloved, please come, let this bastard knows what an idiot he is."
A man slowly walked to Xu Jiansheng's side. His slow step and rhythmic step suddenly evoked a nostalgic feeling in Huang Shu. And when the man finally showed up, Huang Shu was stupefied to the bone.
…
"No, No, that can't be…"
The man had long, silky black hair. His doe eyes blinked as he stared at Huang Shu. It was the same eyes that Huang Shu dreamed of every day. The same eyes that Huang Shu wished would open for him once more.
The man wore the same white hanfu, just like the one sleeping inside the glass case right now. His lips are bluish, and his skin was still ashen. He also had a skinny, almost bony figure, just like the one in the glass case.
Everything about the person who stood in front of Huang Shu was also the same as the one in the glass case, but this one was very much alive, while the one inside the glass case kept on being a sleeping beauty.
