His eyes were open, and his breathing was ragged. The surroundings were dark, completely different from the bright hot spring area where he was having a warm conversation with a young man in blue. At this moment, Zhang Hei knew everything he experienced was just his dream.
"But, I don't think it was an ordinary dream. Maybe... that's what happened between us more than four hundred years ago," he muttered to himself, and stiffly, he turned his head to look at the person sleeping next to him.
From how dark the room was, he knew it was probably the middle of the night, and it wouldn't be surprising if they were both asleep. Earlier today, Jun's mentality was shaken by the truth they had just learned, and Zhang Hei decided to stay by the young man's side. He didn't return to the company, and he stayed with the young man through dinner until they went to bed.
