The dream was too real, causing Shu Wan to be trapped in a nightmare, everything in the dream seemed to possess a magical force that was pulling her in, not letting her escape.
Shu Wan knew she should wake up now, but she was submerged in the dream and couldn't break free; the past life scenes, as real as reality, entangled her like a boundless black net, preventing her from leaving.
"Shu Wan, Shu Wan, how are you?"
During a hazy moment, Shu Wan heard a familiar voice calling out to her, along with the scent of sandalwood that cleared her thoughts, distinguishing the dream from reality.
Shu Wan opened her eyes and met Fu Siyu's profound gaze; his usually calm and collected eyes were clearly filled with worry now.
"You've woken up, are you okay?"
Shu Wan usually woke up at a fixed time, but this morning, it had been over half an hour and she still hadn't come downstairs, which made Fu Siyu feel something was odd so he went upstairs to check on her.
