In silent tranquility, a white figure appeared in the courtyard.
The white figure stood behind Bai Xue, but Bai Xue was completely unaware. It wasn't until an arm rested on her shoulder that Bai Xue shuddered and turned around in surprise.
When she saw the face that had haunted her dreams, tears fell like broken pearls.
"Hopefully, this dream will never end." Bai Xue whispered softly.
She believed she was in a dream.
The one who came behind Bai Xue was, naturally, Jing Yan.
"This is not a dream. I'm back." Jing Yan said gently, caressing Bai Xue's cheek with his hand.
Upon hearing Jing Yan's words, Bai Xue's tear-stained face revealed a hint of a smile. Yet, she still thought it was a dream, one with Jing Yan in it.
After a long while, Bai Xue realized she was not in a dream. Jing Yan had truly returned.
Jing Yan was alive.
The two embraced each other, unwilling to part for a long time.
