章 142: He Doesn’t Love Me (2)

She was having the same old dream again, this, Li Chuntao was aware of. She hadn't had this dream in a long time and yet every time she did, it reduced her to nothing. She felt weak, vulnerable, and helpless at the same time. Perhaps it was better for her to call it a nightmare because the end would always remain the same no matter how much she tried to change the course of action in her dream. 

It will start with her sitting on a rocker at her home overseas, looking outside the cityscapes in the middle of the night. In her dream she could see herself as if she was a spectator in her own life. It was as if she was watching a film that she starred in herself. 

Herself who was smiling, rubbing her protruding stomach with such gentleness clenched Li Chuntao's heart painfully. She listened intently as she sang sweet lullabies to the unborn child in her womb until her thoughts were disturbed by the ringing of the doorbell.