I forgot where I saw this passage: Dreams are just fragments of memories from the previous life, either crying or laughing, just because I can't forget them in my heart, and the people who appear in the dream are often the people we cherish and value most in this life. It is precisely because of the deep thoughts in my heart that even her figure appears in my dreams.

In the midnight city, except for the occasional short and noisy sound, everything has become so quiet. How many people are immersed in their dreams and cannot extricate themselves? How many people can still remember who has fallen into their dreams until dawn wakes up tonight?

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After ending a short and sweet tryst, savoring the residual fragrance between his lips, Han Jiahang finally entered his dreamland with a hint of satisfaction.

Flowing clouds, clear sky, green bamboo, wooden bridge, flowing water...

The clear flowing water under the wooden arch bridge naturally ripples due to the interception of the pillars. It flowed from the bridge and finally disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest. Han Jiahang had an inexplicable doubt in his heart. He looked up at the scene in front of him, and a familiar strange feeling filled his heart. Here... what is it? The scenery here is completely indifferent to the scenery of Korea, and it actually looks like... a corner of southern China. Han Jiahang knew that he was just in a dream now, but the scenery in front of him made his footsteps irresistible. He clearly felt that something was right in front of him...

As he was floating, Han Jiahang had unknowingly walked across the wooden bridge and had already stepped on a winding dirt road with his feet. The yellow-brown path led to the depths of the bamboo forest, and his sight was no longer accessible.

Raise your foot and move forward. The scenery retreats little by little, and the path extends little by little towards the front. I don’t know how long I have walked, but what is ahead. Han Jiahang’s footsteps don’t want to have any stops, and he walks forward slowly but firmly. He turns a corner again and his vision suddenly becomes clear.

The yellow-brown dirt road, the winding end point actually leads to a small house, or a small bamboo building. Beside the green bamboo wall, there are some dry thatch, an open door, two empty windows. A ray of sunlight through the gaps of the forest shone into the small house. It is bright and eye-catching. The small house surrounded by green bamboo is quiet as if no one has come for a long time. Han Jiahang walked in, and there was nothing else in the room except a wooden table, and he swept through the table, but he had never seen any dust. While thinking randomly, his eyes subconsciously searched. Han Jiahang was so curious about everything in front of him. Suddenly, a shallow laugh came from behind him.

Everything. From that moment on, looking at the girl who was smiling in front of her, the tenderness in Han Jiahang's eyes sparkled like water. Taeyeon, the girl who had just separated from her, didn't expect that she would appear in her dream, and it was still so clear. After receiving the playful smile in the girl's eyes, Han Jiahang felt even warm and happy, and rushed to the girl in a few steps, quietly staring at the other party's amber-like aura, feeling the girl's deliberately suppressed breath, and a faint familiar fragrance came to her nose. The love in Han Jiahang's eyes was finally uncontrollable. He hugged the other party tightly into his arms, feeling the full sense of fulfillment in his arms, and Han Jiahang suddenly felt that there was nothing else to ask for in his life. Everything was enough.

However, the full satisfaction had not yet retreated, but the call came from behind him suddenly again, but this time it was clear that a Chinese sentence, and the reluctance in the voice made the sweet warmth in his heart disappear instantly. There was a shock in his eyes, like a rusty puppet, slowly and hard to turn around.

boom.......

With a thunder, Han Jiahang suddenly felt a mess in his mind. The red dress, black hair, and beautiful eyebrows were as bright as daisy, but he had already frowned. The sadness and confusion in his eyes, and the hatred in his eyes, clearly made Han Jiahang not know what to say for a moment...

"Why?...Why?" A line of clear tears and a question, his voice was crisp but like a cuckoo crying blood. Looking at the girl's sad expression, Han Jiahang was unable to move for a moment. Seeing the girl shaking her head and retreating, he did nothing except reaching out to look at each other and blinking his mouth.

"Jiahang..." Another sound, Taeyeon turned around and looked at her, now she had no longer the playfulness of the past, and her childhood face with the rain. Apart from constantly calling out "Jiahang" her own name, she was no longer willing to say anything else.

Is it a crossroad? But I am just in the middle, confused and heartbroken... What should I do? What should I do...

In the quiet bedroom, on the simple bed sheet, the sleeping face, which was originally smiling, frowned tightly at this moment, and a wet trace at the corner of his eyes made him look so fragile. The boy's body straightened instantly, and his hands subconsciously reached into the air, but he caught only a piece of air in vain. The wet trace at the corner of his eyes slowly grew bigger, and finally condensed into a tear mark. In the end, the huge teardrops could not defeat the gravity of the earth. They slowly slid down the corner of their eyes, and finally disappeared into their ears...

“Zero Zero….”

A beautiful ringtone slightly abruptly cut through the quietness of the room, and at the same time, it finally awakened Han Jiahang's dream. He blinked his eyes and felt the wetness on his temples and the unwavering dullness in his heart. The smile on the corner of Han Jiahang's mouth couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

"Hello."

"Is Jiahang? I'm tiffany. Come here quickly, Taeyeon suddenly had a stomachache and she was almost out of reach."

"What?"

Han Jiahang was shocked. The dullness in his chest disappeared in an instant, and the rest were not only worried. He asked clearly where Pani and the others were now. Han Jiahang hurriedly grabbed the door and left.

It took fifteen minutes before Han Jiahang finally ran to the place where Taeyeon was with sweat. He rushed directly to the ward where Taeyeon was in one breath, until he saw that the other party was safe and sound, Han Jiahang finally felt relieved.

Looking at Taeyeon lying on her petite body and a slightly pale face, Han Jiahang's concern was hard to express. She slowly sat next to the hospital bed until she was sure that the other party was really fine. Han Jiahang had time to ask what was going on. Then, among the girls in the Girls' Generation, Han Jiahang finally knew the cause of the matter. It turned out that Taeyeon's stomach and intestines had not been particularly good. In addition, today she ate some spicy rice cakes and drank some soda. The spicy food itself cannot be used together with soda. If both were used together, it would still be very irritating to the stomach. If a person with healthy stomach and intestines might not feel anything, but Taeyeon's stomach and intestines were not particularly good. In this way, it directly played a catalytic role. Taeyeon's stomach and intestines protested. This scene appeared.

Han Jiahang lowered his eyebrows and accepted the verbal scolding of the members of Girls' Generation. Finally, after confirming that Taeyeon was indeed not seriously injured, Shanshan left in the doubts of her agent.


Chapter completed!