The nightmare that seemed to devour him with its gaping mouth finally stopped appearing in his dreams.
He had not dreamed of her plane crash in a long time. Instead, he often fantasized about her holding their child's hand and playing in the playground as he stood at the side photographing the mother and son.
He could not see the child's face in the dream, but when he awoke, he remembered a kid who looked like him and her—a mischievous boy who always made her angry.
Without a doubt, that dream was a beautiful one.
Lu Xingzhi's business only started after Jiang Yao left for class. On the way to the office, he called Lu Yuqing to ask about Zhou Hailan.