
Like a Dream
by Xia Mingyou
About This Novel
Ruan Beixing: In that parallel time, you fell in love with two people. Time missed me, but you still remember him. I watched the beginning of you and the end of you and her. I couldn't say a word, I could only wait for you. Waiting for you to look back, hold you in my arms, and start over... An Chenghui: I don't know what to call this throbbing in my heart. I'm panicked, scared but with a hint of joy. If longing to see you, looking at your absorbed figure, and wanting to hold you tightly in my arms are the beginning of love, then my feelings for you will have long surpassed these spans and reached the stage of loving you! Dai Yuwei: If death can be a new beginning, then let everything start again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Work Dai Yuwei: "What do you think of the main theme of this issue?" Mu Shiyu: "Did you confess to him?" Dai Yuwei said expressionlessly, "This is a family matter." Mu Shiyu curled his lips innocently, "You always say that your colleagues in the company are like a family." Dai Yuwei: "..." Returning home It was windy and rainy late at night, and when she heard the rustling sound at the entrance, Dai Yuwei decisively picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and slowly approached the black shadow in the darkness. "Ah" Dai Yuwei exhaled. "What's wrong?" Turning on the light, An Chenghui helped Dai Yuwei, who had fallen to the ground, but the ashtray in her hand had long since disappeared. "Why are you back so late at night?" He asked in a questioning tone. An Chenghui was helpless: "I came back just because I missed you, but why do you fall down at your own home?" Dai Yuwei blushed and said, "..." I won't tell you that she thought there was a thief in the house, so she bravely prepared to strike first, but she was so nervous that she tripped and fell into the mud. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Obviously we are not the couple in the love story who are reluctant but will end happily in the end, but I am stupid. I am stupid enough to believe that sincerity can make a difference. It was only at the final moment of separation that I realized that I was just a supporting role in it.
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