I was all limp, not a speck of strength to muster, silently watching him for a long time before a curvature suddenly hooked up at the corner of my lips, "What do you think will happen between us?"
Cheng Yu looked down at his clothes, tugging at them with a self-deprecating smile and shook his head, "Nothing, I just had a dream, stepmom, do you want to know what I dreamt about?"
"I don't want to know." I answered without a second thought, even though the name Xiaxia still popped up in my mind.
I don't know who she is, but the one thing I'm sure of is that she occupies no small place in Cheng Yu's heart, or else he wouldn't have called out her name even in a coma.
Just, I couldn't figure out why, if he had a woman in his heart, he'd still entangle himself with me time and again.
