On the beach bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, two figures snuggled together, creating an exceptionally harmonious picture.
I couldn't see the appearance of the two figures, but I felt a sense of peace.
My emotions were calm and stable, but when I woke up I felt a strange sense of regret.
It's a wonderful feeling.
I looked up at the psychiatrist and said, "I just had a beautiful dream. What does it mean?"
The psychiatrist smiled and said, "This shows that your condition has improved. Your subconscious desire for a stable and warm life has become stronger than your hatred."
Stability? Warmth?
I chewed on these two words over and over again, and asked myself, I do yearn for a peaceful, stable, yet solid and warm life.
"Although your symptoms have improved, it's best to control your emotions and not get too excited. If there are strong factors stimulating your condition, it is very likely that your symptoms will relapse and may become more serious."
After the treatment, I returned home and saw Yan Meng looking at me with a smile on his face, his hands behind his back.
He asked mysteriously, "Guess what surprise I have for you?"
I asked suspiciously, "What new thing did you make?"
"Here." He raised his hands to his chest, holding a brand new passport in each hand.
"The passport is here?" I took it with surprise. I had finally gotten it after waiting for so long.
Yan Meng smiled at me and said, "I've already booked a flight back home for tomorrow. Remember to pack up tonight."
"Okay!" I responded impatiently. Thinking that I would be able to return to China and see Mingsi soon, I couldn't help but feel excited.
The next day, sitting on the plane, I was thinking about all the arrangements after returning home, and I couldn't help but think of Yan Meng.
I turned my head and saw that he had his eyes closed and his eyelashes trembled slightly. I knew he was not asleep.
"What are your plans after you return home?"
Although Yan Lirong is the culprit behind our kidnapping, we have no evidence, so Yan Lirong is still at large.
The Bailu costume was about to be obtained, but Yan Meng came back at this time. This undoubtedly crushed Yan Lirong's hopes.
He is so extreme that he will definitely not let Yan Meng go easily.
I felt a little panicked for no reason: "We can't catch Yan Lirong now, which means he might still be playing dirty tricks behind my back."
I was reminding Yan Meng, and I was also worried that something might happen to him.
But Yan Meng seemed to have misunderstood.
He didn't open his eyes, but held my hand tightly.
"Don't worry, I will never let Yan Lirong have the chance to touch you again, and--"
He opened his eyes and looked at me, a look of determined pride in his eyes, "I will make him kneel before you and apologize to you!"
His eyes were sinister, and I was inexplicably frightened and subconsciously retracted my hand.
I don’t know what he was going to do, but in a trance, I saw the shadow of Yan Lirong in him.
Seeing his palm fall empty, Yan Meng realized that he had scared me.
He immediately adjusted his expression and returned to his usual gentle smile.
"Don't be afraid. I won't let anyone hurt you or the Ming family."
I smiled stiffly, but I still felt uneasy for no reason.
The confrontation between Yan Meng and Yan Lirong, father and son, is bound to bring about another bloody storm.
A few hours later, the plane landed in Beijing.
Yan Meng and I walked out of the airport together. From a distance, we saw Mingsi and Mingyuan waiting at the exit, as well as Qiu Qiu waving at me desperately.
I was flattered and couldn't help but quicken my pace as I walked over.
"Why are you all here?"
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