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That night, Lu Jingyan had a dream.
The dream began in the same dimly lit room, but instead of chairs, there was now a bed where Sheng Xian, dressed in a white shirt, was handcuffed by both hands and feet to the bed.
Several buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing skin covered with various marks.
Due to struggling, his wrists were rubbed red, and some areas were slightly bleeding.
The scene was both sinister and eye-catching.
Dressed in a long red dress, she stood with one foot on the edge of the bed, the other on the mattress, looking down at him, unable to take her eyes off.
The scenes in the dream were chaotic; at some point, a white rose appeared in her hand. She held it, traced his lips with the petals, dropped them onto his collarbone, then slowly opened his shirt, stopping at his chest. "Baby, will you marry me?" she said.
The scene abruptly changed from the gloomy room to a sun-drenched beach.
