Shen Wangjin had a dream.

In the dream, when he was still weak and weak, he was nestled in the depths of a dark and wet alley, looking at the chaotic darkness ahead, full of fear and fear.

He was waiting, and when the darkness dissipated, even if it was just a trace of light, it could shine a way for him. Perhaps, he could leave this wet, dark and smelly place.

But he waited for a while, but never waited.

Finally, he was powerless to wait any longer, so he could only stand up and stumble into the boundless darkness.

He kept bumping and falling, covered in scars and exhausted, but there was still darkness around him.

He was unable to escape and eventually fell to the ground.

Maybe he should give up, maybe no matter how hard he tried, it would be in vain, because he never had any other chance...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but spread his body flat and just lay quietly in this darkness.

I originally thought that this might be forever.

Suddenly, there was a softness in his hand, and he gently held his hand.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction in front of him.

He saw a beam of light.

The pure white light hit a thin and thin back, and was the only light in this undispersed darkness.

She held his hand, walked forward and went forward...

The darkness ahead was still boundless, but he had no fear anymore.

Because there was already a beam of light in front of him.

A brightest light.

...

When Shin Wangjin woke up, he was lying on the bed in the hotel. At the same time, a bright ray of sunlight was passing through a crack in the curtains and falling in front of him.

Zhuang Yibo stood in front of the gap, and his body was covered with a faint halo by the sunlight outside the window.

Shin Wangjin looked at her standing in front of the window and remained motionless.

The next moment, the light disappeared quickly and the bedroom returned to darkness.

"I woke you up?" Zhuang Yibo whispered.

"No." His voice was a little confused, "pull the curtains."

Zhuang Yibo hesitated for a moment, but he still opened the curtains again.

In fact, he has never liked bright environments very much. Whenever he was indoors, he always refused all sunshine as much as possible. Therefore, Zhuang Yibo opened the curtains and looked at the expression on his face.

Perhaps the sun was too dazzling, he narrowed his eyes slightly, but it was not blocked, and he still looked at the direction she was in.

"Is it too bright?" Zhuang Yibo said, "Do you want to close a little?"

"No." Shin Wangjin only said this and stretched out his hand to her.

Zhuang Yibo returned to the bed and was soon taken into his arms.

Her skin has always been snow-white, and she is even whiter and shiny when lying in the sun.

Shen Wangjin looked at her quietly for a long time without moving.

After a long time, Zhuang Yibo said softly: "You are sleeping so hard. You don't even move when I get up. I thought you wouldn't even be alarmed if you open the curtains and look at them..."

When Shen Wangjin heard this, he just responded lightly.

"Are you dreaming?" Zhuang Yibo asked again.

"Yeah." He still just responded.

"What dream?" she asked.

"Old dreams." Shen Wangjin replied.

After hearing what he said, Zhuang Yibo guessed that he was probably unwilling to talk in detail. He paused and did not ask further questions.

Shin Wangjin quietly hugged her for a moment, and suddenly said, "Why don't you ask me about my old dream?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yibo slowly looked up at him, paused, and said obediently: "What old dream?"

"You." Shen Wangjin said.

Zhuang Yibo was stunned and then said, "How could I be in your old dream?"
Chapter completed!