"Husband...I miss you!" Xia Yanxin cried her heart out, knowing it was a beautiful dream that would disappear forever once she woke up—she couldn't bear it, she couldn't let go.
"Babe...take care, I'll miss you too."
His hand suddenly let go, and she desperately reached out into the air, groping wildly, but all she ever touched was air; he just dissipated into it...
"Husband!!" She cried out in agony.
"Miss Xia, Miss Xia..." Xiao Mo's voice filtered through a thick fog, slowly becoming clear as Xia Yanxin opened her eyes to see Xiao Mo's anxious face, with two large dark circles under her eyes, calling her over and over again. Then, two more faces squeezed in, one was Yeh Feili and the other was Monica.
"Where is Long Yutian?" As soon as Xia Yanxin spoke, the room fell silent.
Xiao Mo and Monica looked at each other, lost for words, but it was Yeh Feili who recovered first, smiling calmly, "Welcome back!"
