Or rather, Yao Si had been having the same dream repeatedly for the past few days.
In the boundless night, lonely and cold stars filled the skies, and...
"There's a voice in my dream that says… I'm waiting for you." Yao Si had a dazed look. The dream had been unusually real, as though she had really lived through that experience of being alone among the galaxies, witnessing the blinking lights and the constant change. Throughout it all, there had been an unwavering voice that kept on calling her. "It was… your voice!"
Mu Xuan's gaze sunk, and he focused on her intensely as his grip tightened. He lowered his head to kiss her once more before resting his forehead against hers.
"Mu Xuan, you previously mentioned that you aren't an earthling." Besides, when Lin Long guessed that she had converted him, he didn't oppose it, but neither did he acknowledge it. "I don't think I converted you, the strongest evidence being… the blood deed on my forehead!"
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