'An entanglement of ten years wasn't something you could just forget on a whim…'
Her prolonged silence and strange mood made Zhou Mochen look over at her. "What's wrong?"
Xu Su sniffled, suppressing the sudden urge to cry. "Nothing," she said listlessly.
'I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to see that thirty-five-year-old Zhou Mochen again, even if it's only in a dream.'
'The eighteen-year-old Zhou Mochen from her last dream had been so real…'
'So real that if the Zhou Mochen in her current life hadn't denied ever making a "gentleman's agreement," Xu Su would have been utterly convinced that she had sleepwalked into another dimension.'
She wasn't the type to hide her feelings well. Not only did Zhou Mochen know her well enough, but even Shen Chen could tell the young woman was not in a good mood. She was clearly not "fine" as she claimed.
