All this simply by being near him. Indeed, if she could just be with him always then that would be grand. Zhou Qianlin felt a sudden surge of emotion, and tears began to drip from her eyes.
These last few months had indeed been torture. A torture that was difficult to describe. But as she thought upon the torment, she could suddenly feel something surging out from within her, aside from the emotions she felt. In the next instant, much to her surprise, there appeared another figure beside her upon the bed. Not a foot away lay the man she was just thinking about.
“You-… How did you get here?” Zhou Qianlin asked, stunned.
Lan Jue stared at her, wide-eyed. His pupils were struggling to adjust to the sudden shift in light. “How should I know?”
They looked in to one another’s eyes, and found confusion. What was this?
“What did you do to me?” Both of them expressed the same thought in the same moment.
“I didn’t do anything!” Again, together.
