Perhaps this was all just a dream, none of it was real. There was no Meng Xi'er or doctors, he hadn't woken up yet, which was why everything was unfolding as he wished, and why Xi'er was looking at him with such adoring and shy eyes...
"Yebai? Yebai?"
Meng Xi'er shook his hand, rousing him from his daze. Lu Yebai lowered his head, gazing into Xi'er's clear, crystalline eyes, she seemed so innocent, so pure, just like ... just like the past.
His heart gave a faint leap, an unfathomable feeling suddenly spreading out from within. He gently tightened his grip on Xi'er's hand, leading her towards the psychological consulting room.
Seeing his serious expression, Xi'er glanced at him anxiously a few times before cautiously lowering her eyes, following him quietly.
The psychologist, who had been waiting patiently in the office after receiving instructions from higher up, had a pure and refined look, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses which gave him an approachable appearance.
