It was a familiarity that she dreamt of every night.
Hai Xiaotang slowly stood up, unbelievingly walking towards him.
She was afraid that this was just a dream, striving to widen her eyes to get a clear look at him. But her vision was blurred by tears, and she couldn't see him clearly.
The man just stood there, motionless, waiting for her to approach.
Eventually, Hai Xiaotang walked up to him and asked uncertainly, "Dongfang Yu, is that you?"
"You got one character wrong, it's not Dongfang Yu, it's Dongfang Hen." His casual response was accompanied by a strange tone.
Hai Xiaotang's eyes widened in astonishment—
Dongfang Hen?
Then she could finally see his face clearly.
A handsome face, about sixty percent similar to Dongfang Yu, but with an added cold, sinister vibe.
Dongfang Yu was also devilish, but in a right way. His, however, felt awfully dark...
Hai Xiaotang asked him with puzzlement, "Who are you..."