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About the future between the two of them, the relationship between each other, the emotions in their hearts, he had thought so much, too much...
Xu Xiangyang closed his eyes, his consciousness gradually dragged into grogginess.
He really hoped to sleep through the night without dreams, to get a good night's sleep.
That way, he could pick up his mood tomorrow, muster his spirits, and continue to consider seriously, until he found the answer.
Only by doing so could he face Xing Jie properly.
No, not just Xing Jie, but also the friendship between the three of them—
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However, things never went as he wished.
That night, Xu Xiangyang still had a vivid dream.
A somewhat odd, somewhat embarrassing dream.
In the dream, he saw a face with a charming and inviting smile.
Without a doubt, that was Lin Xingjie's face.
Because it was within a dream, that smooth and beautiful face was shrouded in a hazy shadow, indistinct, but he recognized it instantly nonetheless.
