"Where is this?" Shen Mugui murmured.

The vast expanse of white seems to have no end.

Shen Mugui walked for a long time and couldn't get out. He always felt that he had forgotten something, but he just couldn't remember it.

There was a sound in the white mist.

"Your name is Shen Mugui?" The girl's voice was a little childish.

Who is it?

"Yeah." The man's voice was a little deep.

This...is me?

"Which words?" the girl's questioning voice sounded.

“It’s already dusk when I’m slightly sober from the wine, and it’s already dusk when I wake up and I’m back from admiring the flowers.”

He heard himself say this.

"Then do you know what my name is?" The girl said with a smile.

He ran into the white mist, but he couldn't see his figure clearly.

"I don't know." His own voice sounded.

The girl was a little playful: "Then remember, my name is..."

The voice behind was very vague and he couldn't hear it clearly, but somewhere, someone seemed to tell him that he knew, he knew who this person was.

...Who is it?

He kept running forward, he wanted to catch up with the girl, he wanted to see her face clearly, and he wanted to know who she was.

There was a dull pain in his chest, as if to remind him.

He stopped, feeling a little confused. He couldn't find his direction. There was white everywhere. He felt dizzy and about to collapse.

Suddenly, he heard a female voice, with various emotions, happy, confused, questioning, stunned...

"Why don't you drink?"

"The tea is delicious!"

"Shen Mugui, do we know each other?"

"Shen Mugui..."

…

Finally, a voice sounded, a little choked and trembling.

——"Wake up quickly..."

He remembered! He knew who this person was!

In an instant, he was so blessed that he called out that person's name.

"Wen Chu..."

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his vision was completely blank. He almost thought he was still in a dream, until he felt a tingling sensation in his hands.

He tilted his head with difficulty and saw the girl in his dream lying asleep beside his bed.

There were obvious bruises under his eyes, and he was still wearing the clothes he wore at the premiere. He was holding his quilt tightly with his hands, frowning, as if he was very uneasy.

He moved, trying to smooth her brow, but he gasped in pain.

Wen Chu woke up immediately. She looked at Shen Mugui with her eyes open, as if she was still a little unbelievable.

Shen Mugui swallowed the pain out of habit. He grinned, revealing his small fangs, and his voice was hoarse: "Why, after just a moment, do you think I can't recognize you? Why do you have such an expression?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Chu ignored him. The next moment, he was stunned, and then when he realized it, the playful smile on his face was no longer there, replaced by panic.

"Hey, you...don't cry! I, I, I, am not okay!" He struggled to get up, but accidentally pulled the wound, and he frowned in pain.

Wen Chu quickly pressed him down to prevent him from moving. She said harshly: "Who is crying!"

Shen Mugui looked at her red eyes: "My eyes are as red as a rabbit, and you said you're not crying? Don't worry, I'm in good health!"

Hearing this, Wen Chu couldn't bear it any longer. All his emotions collapsed at this moment. The feeling of depression in his chest was even worse at this moment. Tears flowed out unbridled. After a while, a corner of the quilt became wet.

Drops of tears fell on Shen Mugui's hands, making him feel hot.

"Hey, Wen Xiaochu, I'm fine, I'm really fine..."
Chapter completed!