"Oh, damn."
"Am I dreaming?"
Lin Li stared at Su Yue lying beside him, his eyes widening in surprise.
He bit the tip of his tongue. The intense pain told him that what he was seeing was definitely not a dream.
"How did Su Yue end up in my house—and lying in my bed at that?"
"Could it be because..."
Thoughts churned through Lin Li's mind as he subconsciously squeezed his right hand.
Su Yue's delicate hand was currently held in Lin Li's. The soft, boneless sensation instantly traveled into his mind, throwing his thoughts into tremendous disarray.
Whether because of Lin Li's movement or some other reason, Su Yue, who had been lying on her side with her eyes closed, slowly opened them.
Their eyes met. Lin Li stared blankly at Su Yue before calling out.
"Su Yue."
"..." Su Yue's expressionless eyes held no emotion. She quietly stared at Lin Li without giving the slightest response.
"You're Su Yue, right?" Lin Li asked again.
"..." The expressionless Su Yue still remained silent.
If Lin Li had not been able to feel the warmth from the person before him, along with the continuous orchid-and-musk-like fragrance wafting toward him, he might have thought she was merely a doll who looked extremely similar to Su Yue.
"You..." Lin Li was about to say something else when he saw wisps of white mist begin to emerge from Su Yue's expressionless body.
After only a few breaths, everything before him was blanketed in white, and her figure could no longer be seen.
Although the white mist had appeared extremely suddenly, it soon vanished.
When the white mist disappeared, Su Yue's figure was gone as well.
"..." The room was utterly silent as Lin Li lay on the bed in a daze.
The familiar,