Wen Zhi had her first dream of Shang Hexing filled with unease and panic.
After the second dream about him, her panic turned into pleasure, but the lingering sense of loss upon waking made her feel especially conflicted inside.
This was the third dream...
Wen Zhi clearly saw Shang Hexing's face.
And realized that this was the Shang Hexing she had constructed in her illusory dreamscape, an existence completely detached from reality.
Wen Zhi reached out to touch his face slowly, with a hint of tentativeness.
Shang Hexing did not avoid her hand, allowing her to touch him at will. His deep and dark eyes were locked on her for a long time before he asked her, "Do you like it?"
There were still droplets of water on his face, some of which transferred onto Wen Zhi's fingertips. She slowly withdrew her hand and licked her fingertips by her lips.
It was that simple action that set aflame the dark glow in Shang Hexing's eyes.
