This was the first time in the past few months that he had been so uneasy.
A person who originally had no hope suddenly had a chance, and this chance might only come in a few hours.
No one could remain calm at this moment.
Shen Hanyu was calm enough, but he couldn't resist the ups and downs of his emotions.
He had been restraining himself from thinking about her, but tonight, this tiny hope gave him some confidence. His longing was like the water that had broken through the dam, surging in.
When he closed his eyes, it was Sang Qianqian.
Sang Qianqian, who was always smiling and moving.
The Sang Qianqian who had hugged him and begged him not to leave her behind.
And he saw the Sang Qianqian today, who had been so forceful in examining him, but calmly said "We're not close".
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Shen Hanyu finally managed to fall asleep when the sky turned bright. He had a dream.
