Chapitre 117: Nothing else matters.

Ever since he met Wang Yi-An, he could only have one dream. A dream where there was just him and her. Like they were the only two people left in the world. In a world where she was his.

In his dream, the morning always started off with her rolling around in his bed, naked. While he climbed on top of her, he would kiss her shoulders. The warmth of their skins as they touched. Her long black hair spread out onto his arms, covering the pillow.

Her eyes as she stared into his was that of a very light hazel-brownish. It was such a light brown, that when the sunlight shines on them, they appeared yellowish. His eyes was a lot darker than hers, but in his eyes. He could only see her and that smile she had for him.