Yun Ya felt like she had a long dream, as if a long time had passed, yet also like it was just a moment. When she awakened, the scenes from her dream drifted away like smoke, and all she could grasp was empty air.
She stared blankly for a long time, gazing at the ceiling, oblivious to the day and time.
Until the first ray of morning sun touched her face, she instinctively lifted her hand to her eyelids, squinting slightly.
In the morning light, a man walked in from outside the door, handsome and graceful, his every move elegant yet lazy.
"Awake?" A gentle smile tugged at the corner of his lips, softening his hard facial features, and it took her breath away, illuminating her entire world.
He was bathed in sunlight, dressed in the simplest white shirt and black pants, a picture of simple, yet extreme elegance, so beautiful that it gave an unreal illusion.
She watched in a daze.
