The lonely single ward was broken by Li Xiwu's shout when she woke up from her dream in the early morning. Tears slid from her eyes for an instant, but she didn't know.
The fuzzy ceiling, the unpleasant smell of disinfectant. The scenes she had seen in her dream were still so clear in her mind when she woke up.
There was also that calm and elegant gentleman who lovingly called her—Little You.
Li Xiwu's breathing tightened. She had a splitting headache and subconsciously raised her hand to her forehead. When her fingertips touched a layer of gauze, she looked around the entire ward in a daze. At that moment, she lost her memory for a moment and actually forgot what she had experienced. Why was she in the ward and how her head was injured.
A few seconds later, Ah Yue's surprised voice sounded—
"Sister!! You're awake?"
