For a moment, Yi Chen actually reached out and grabbed the bathroom doorknob. He even wanted to go in and help scrub her back, to press against that moist skin.
Even the frosted glass on the bathroom door had become somewhat transparent, allowing him to vaguely make out the outline of the woman's body.
He could see her legs draped over the edge of the bathtub, while her slender arms, raised high, waved as if beckoning Yi Chen inside.
"I only came in to check on you because you hadn't come out for so long. It might not be appropriate for me to go in and scrub your back, so I'll wait outside."
Because of Yi Chen's tactful refusal, the figure inside slowly withdrew her limbs into the bathtub and stopped responding.
Perhaps Yi Chen's refusal had hurt her. Liu Xinzhi never came out of the bedroom again. It did not matter much. Yi Chen did not want to get entangled in too much meaningless trouble with her either, so he fell asleep alone on the sofa in the living room.
For some reason, he slept deeply this time and did not go to the Dead Sea. Instead, he had a dream.
He dreamed of life in the Orphanage.
Unlike before, this time Yi Chen had a female playmate who would always appear at the most critical moments to help him.
Gradually, Yi Chen began to feel that he was no longer alone.
The girl was very beautiful, and she had a distinctive feature: a tear mole beneath her left eye.
Because of her presence, life at the Orphanage was no longer hopeless. It even became warm.
When the dream ended, a trace of a smile still lingered on Yi Chen's face. However, it was not yet dawn when he