"No, it's just a dream. It's not real," whispered Chen as he hugged her tightly and hoped to use his warmth to piece her broken heart together again.
"I know…" The refreshing scent of Chen's firm chests was calming her down.
"I mean—everything we have right now feels so unreal, that—I was afraid…"
Afraid of seeing my nightmare coming true. It'll be too late by then.
I don't want to lose our lives now. I don't want to lose you, even though sometimes I feel like I am undeserving of all of this.
"Yang, trust me. He will never be able to find us here."
But—m-maybe Chen is right—yeah—maybe…
"Mhm." Zhaoyang nodded and her hand slid over Chen's cheeks.
Dreams are meant to be a projection of the opposite of reality. So, whatever happened in my dream just now will never become reality!
I like how the original author never stated anything on how she got the photos. I mean, those photos from the PAST. She can’t send her men to take photos on a time machine? I eventually claimed that those were from security cameras.