".....Lies."
Bei Sangyun murmured as tears strolled down from the corner of her eyes. Her eyes were hazy and out of focus. As if she was dreaming while wide awake.
She lay on the soft big bed as she was silently crying from a memory that happened so long ago.
But this memory was so vivid that she remembered everything so clearly.
From her life in the village to her arrival in the capital, the Lin family, her illness, and eventually her death. And.....Fei Chuan.
As if she relived this life and had gone through it. She remembered her separation from her grandma, her worsening sickness, and Fei Chuan's lifeless body in front of her grave.
Bei Sangyun dazedly reached out her hands.
They said that people dreamed of something they hid in their subconsciousness. That parting must have stuck in her mind even after death that she even dreamed about it. But can ghosts even dream?
Thinking back to the life she had lived, Bei Sangyun self-mockingly laughed at herself.
