In her dream, she was pushed off a cliff.

"Ah Ye, don't you feel bad about taking her down there?"

"What's there to feel sorry for? He was just a plaything. Now I have you."

A man and a woman stood on the edge of a cliff, embracing intimately, their faces full of smug smiles.

After Su Li landed, she saw them embracing and kissing passionately, a scene that pierced her eyes.

"It's best if Su Li is dead. Ah Ye and I will visit your grave every year. We hope you won't be too lonely in hell."

"don't want-"

Su Li screamed and woke up with a start, sitting up in bed.

She was covered in sweat, staring at the unfamiliar room, and belatedly realized what was happening.

It was all just a dream.

Her pajamas were soaked with sweat.

"How could I have such a dream? I must be crazy."

Su Li got out of bed to get a drink of water, but the kettle on the table was empty.

It's so late, and Xiaoyu isn't home either.

She opened the bamboo door and went out. Outside was a long corridor, and inside was a three-story attic. The nightlights were hanging high, so it didn't look gloomy.

Before going downstairs, you have to cross a small wooden bridge. Standing on the bridge, you can see a beautiful view of the garden.

Do people living on the border all live in such picturesque courtyards?

Su Li stood on the bridge, staring at the lotus flowers in the pond for a long time.

"Is this flower pretty?"

A male voice sounded in my ear.

She looked up and saw Song Qinze walking over.

He came out from the house across the street; he also lives here.

"Cough cough."

Su Li coughed lightly, her weak body swaying precariously.

Song Qinze tried to help her up, but she avoided him.

"President Song, what are you still doing here?"

Shouldn't someone as busy as him be going back to Haicheng?

He laughed and said, "I was worried about you being here, so I rushed back as soon as I finished my work tonight. But since you're resting, I don't want to disturb you by going in."

"Thank you for your concern. I will be leaving here tomorrow."

“Look at you, you can’t even stand up straight yet. Let’s go inside first, it’s cold outside.”

Su Li turned and went into the room, and he came in too.

"You need to rest for a while longer, that's what the doctor said. It's not too late to go back after you've recovered."

"It's too much trouble for you here."

"It's okay, we're all friends."

Song Qinze looked at her, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Su Li could tell. "President Song, please speak frankly if you have something to say."

"I attended a drinking party tonight and ran into your boss."

Her heart trembled slightly, and she blinked a few times.

Song Qinze: "I told him you were here, but he didn't seem to care much."

Su Li's heart sank. Hearing with her own ears that Quan Ye was indifferent to her affairs was still very painful.

Song Qinze noticed her suppressed emotions.

He placed his hands on her shoulders, slowly turned her around, and said deeply, "But what I want to tell you is that there are other people who care about you. I think you are a very good girl. No matter what others think of you, I always feel that you deserve a better life."

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Su Li gently pushed his hand away. "Mr. Quan is just my boss. It's normal for a boss to only care about his subordinates in terms of work. I don't want my personal matters to affect Mr. Quan."

"good."

"I'm a little tired, I want to sleep a little longer." She walked back to the bedside.

Song Qinze glanced at her and then left the room.

The door closed, and a tear silently slid down her cheek, but she quickly wiped it away.

The man stood outside the door for a moment before leaving.