Luo Chuan opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a pair of clear, translucent violet eyes, like glazed crystal.
Beneath his head was a soft, warm touch. A faint, fresh fragrance lingered beneath his nose, and long strands of hair fell across his face, tickling him.
"You're awake?"
The girl broke into a radiant smile.
Luo Chuan felt that Yao Ziyan might say something strange next, like in some anime he had watched before: "You're awake. The operation was a success. You're a girl now," or something along those lines.
Somewhat reluctant, he sat up and stretched his arms wide. After waking, he felt refreshed and invigorated.
Luo Chuan turned to look out the window. The night was still deep, hazy moonlight draping over the starlight like a gauzy veil. Quiet and secluded, it was precisely the dead of night.
"How long did I sleep?"
Luo Chuan yawned and rolled his neck, as though some intoxicating sensation still lingered.
"Hmm... about four hours." Yao Ziyan checked the Magic Phone and estimated the time.
"Four hours..."
Luo Chuan murmured softly. He did not think only four hours had passed in the dream.
Although he had no point of reference to judge exactly how much time had passed, it had definitely been far longer than four hours.
In other words, the flow of time in the dream and reality was not equal.
Besides, perhaps it had not simply been a dream.
"So, do you remember this time?" Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan expectantly.
During those previous dream experiences, Luo Chuan had retained no related memories at all. That was also the main reason they had entered the dream again this time.
Luo Chuan furrowed his brows and remained silent.
Seeing his expression, Yao Ziyan's mood sank as well. It