"Zhuo Ya, wake up."
Xiao Wan had come to look for Zhuo Ya and hadn't expected to hear Zhuo Ya's anguished sleep-talk.
In her dreams, Zhuo Ya was still calling out Gu Yanting's name.
Perhaps the name 'Gu Yanting' had such a tremendous impact on Zhuo Ya.
Zhuo Ya didn't respond and remained trapped in her nightmare, unable to pull herself out.
Xiao Wan had no choice but to splash water on Zhuo Ya's face.
Zhuo Ya's body shuddered before she finally opened her eyes.
When she saw Xiao Wan standing in front of her, Zhuo Ya's lips trembled twice.
She looked bewilderedly at Xiao Wan, her eyes reddening as she said, "Xiao Wan?"
"Did you dream about Gu Yanting?"
Xiao Wan pulled a tissue from the side, wiped the sweat off Zhuo Ya's face, and asked with concern.
Zhuo Ya took the tissue in her hands, and the words that Gu Yanting had said to her over the phone the night before flashed through her mind.
"Gu Yanting called me last night."
