Could that person be him?
Once this idea takes root in my mind, it will grow wildly at the speed of all things growing.
Originally, he would drop her off at her company in the afternoon and then leave.
Because he knew that he had been a little too indulgent and his attitude towards her was different, he wanted to destroy this difference and not let her continue to occupy a place in his heart.
Until the evening, he thought that he would stay away from this woman from now on, and that the only difference would slowly disappear with time.
However, when Yu Mo called, his heart was in turmoil...
He never thought he could love a woman.
Never!
He doesn't even know how to love someone, so how could he possibly take the time to learn how to love someone?
But the feeling now was so subtle that she couldn't help but explore it further, so he took the initiative.
Just because, when I see mountains, they are mountains; when I see the sea, it is the sea; but when I see her, my heart begins to surge.
…
Zhiyun slept until dawn.
As if suddenly awakened, she opened her eyes and shouted:
"Han Qingrang! Don't!!"
She yelled, "Han Qingrang! Don't!" and then slowly turned her head to look at the window frame.
The curtains were not yet drawn, but light was already filtering through the thin veil.
Zhiyun stared out the window in a daze for a long time before she slowly raised her hand and touched her cheek. She found that there were still traces of tears that had not dried up, and there were still tears on her fingertips.
She actually cried in this nightmare. She raised her hands to press her temples, rubbing them gently, muttering, "It was just a dream."
It turned out to be just a dream.
In her dream, she was in the Teng Mansion in Europe, in that huge, dark room, where Han Qingrang's ice coffin was placed...
The beginning of the dream was the same, but the end was not, because she dreamed that Han Qingrang's ice coffin sank into the sea.
In the Viennese Sea, his ice coffin slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.
She could only watch but could not stop him. She screamed Han Qingrang's name heartbreakingly, shouting "No, don't sink his ice coffin to the bottom of the sea. She didn't want to lose him."
But she couldn't stop it, she could only watch his ice coffin sink into the sea.
Why do I have such a dream? Is it a good omen or a bad omen?
Perhaps it was a good sign, she told herself in her heart.
Because nightmares are the opposite!
Zhiyun was about to get out of bed, but her hand touched a piece of warm and cool skin. Zhiyun was so scared that she suddenly retracted her hand, startled, and turned her head to look at the place next to her.
The man lay quietly beside her, awake with his eyes open, looking at her intently and quietly, and no one knew how long he had been looking at her.
Zhiyun was frightened by his appearance beside her, and it took her a while to recover: "Why are you in my bed?"
"Have you forgotten last night? This is a hospital, a VIP ward," he reminded her.
Zhiyun looked around at the surrounding environment and furnishings.
Yes, she realized then that this was the VIP ward on the top floor of the hospital. She came here to get an IV drip last night, and was then suddenly attacked by Han Qing and carried to the VIP ward!
It seemed that he didn't leave last night and slept in the same bed with her.
Oh, no need to pretend, the two of them really slept in the same bed last night.
Suddenly, she thought of something and subconsciously moved her legs. She felt no soreness or discomfort. That was good. They had just been covering each other's blankets last night and hadn't done anything else...
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