As if sensing something, she looked in Lin Ziyan's direction and kept crying.

“Ah Yan…”

"Little grapes..."

Several voices rang in Lin Ziyan's ears, but she kept her eyes closed and couldn't open them no matter what she did.

She knew that once she opened her eyes, she would never see her parents again.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, tears welling up, her heart aching as if a piece had been ripped out.

Lu Yunshen looked flustered. He heard suppressed sobs in his sleep and thought he was dreaming.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

“Dreams are always the opposite of reality.” Lu Yun Shen bent down and wiped away her tears.

Lin Ziyan nodded, then shook her head.

She did dream, but she hoped it was real.

After trying to calm herself down, she sat up, her eyes overflowing with sadness.

Having bid farewell to her past life, she could never go back.

Lu Yunshen held her, feeling her emotions, and his heart ached.

He knew he was doomed, starting from the moment he began to feel sorry for the person in his arms.

But he did it willingly.

No matter where her soul came from, he would not let go.

He felt a dampness on his neck as tears fell, burning his heart.

"If you cry again, I'll think you regret getting married." Lu Yunshen helplessly wiped away her tears.

Lin Ziyan blinked, shook her head, and said in a choked voice, "I don't regret it."

Lu Yunshen was both amused and exasperated; of course he knew he had no regrets.

"You had your doubts, didn't you?"

“I don’t belong here…” Lin Ziyan leaned on his shoulder and whispered.

Lu Yunshen stiffened and nodded slightly.

He had his doubts, of course, and once he confirmed them, he could no longer restrain himself, letting himself fall for her and be attracted to her.