Su Hongxing spent a whole day trying to make sense of her previous life, but couldn't figure out why she had that strange dream about spring.
If only she had dreamed about it, she could have comforted herself that it was just a dream, not to be taken seriously.
However, Beichuan dreamt about it, and even Xiao Ji did too, suggesting that the spring dream might have actually happened, or was it something to happen in the future?
There was a faint light coming from the window, casting onto Ye Qilan's face, making his facial features fuzzy. He was muttering in his sleep. She moved closer and could barely hear him call "Hongxing".
She watched his face transfixed as silent tears slid down her cheeks.
This was the man she once loved. He was within a stone's throw from her, as if she could reach out and touch him.
But she knew, what's past is past. With the waning of life, all the love, hate, greed, and obsessiveness ceased to exist.
