I had a very, very long dream.
In the dream, Jiang Yueyang murmured my name again and again. His voice was deep, yet pleasant to hear.
I saw him smile gently again. He said, "Xu Canlan, you have to stay by my side for the rest of your life."
He still looked the way he had when he was young. Sunlight filtered through the branches and fell on his delicate face, his creased white shirt, and my heart.
How lucky I am to have met you. From that moment on, I would never sleep or heal again.
