Hearing Sun Zhe's choked and hoarse "Yan'Er," Zhu Yan's heart couldn't help but tremble.
She could clearly sense that Sun Zhe was not himself, as if he had become a different person.
"Ah Zhe, what's wrong with you?"
"Why are your clothes all wet?"
"Where have you been these past few days?"
Sun Zhe didn't answer her questions, just hugged her tighter, as if he wanted to merge her into his body. He buried his face in her neck, greedily inhaling her fragrance. "Don't speak. Let me hold you for a while."
Those scenes in the Illusion Realm, even now, were still vivid! Although that was just an ethereal Illusion Realm, the feelings it brought were incredibly real.
