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Chapter 1446

Shen Wangjin had a dream.

In the dream, when he was still young and weak, he was nestled in the depths of a dark and damp alley, looking at the chaotic darkness ahead, full of fear and fear.

He was waiting, waiting for this darkness to dissipate, and even just a ray of light could illuminate a way for him. Perhaps, he could leave this damp, dark and smelly place.

But he waited and waited, but never waited.

Finally, unable to wait any longer, he could only stand up with difficulty and stumble into the boundless darkness.

He kept bumping and wrestling, and was bruised and exhausted, but there was still darkness around him.

He was unable to escape and eventually fell to the ground.

Maybe he should just give up, maybe no matter how hard he tried, it would be in vain, because he never had another chance...

Thinking this, he couldn't help but spread out his body and lay quietly in the darkness.

I originally thought that this might last forever.

Suddenly, there was warmth and softness that gently held his hand.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction in front of him.

He saw a beam of light.

That beam of pure white light, shining on a thin and thin figure, was the only light in this inextricable darkness.

She held his hand and moved forward, and then moved forward...

The darkness ahead was still boundless, but he no longer had any fear.

Because there was already a beam of light in front of his eyes.

A beam of the brightest light.



When Shen Wangjin woke up, he was lying on the hotel bed. At the same time, a bright sunlight passed through a slit in the curtains and fell right in front of his eyes.

Zhuang Yibo stood in front of the gap, his whole body dimmed by the sunlight outside the window with a faint halo.

Shen Wangjin looked at her standing in front of the window, motionless.

The next moment, the light quickly disappeared, and darkness returned to the bedroom.

"Did I wake you up?" Zhuang Yibo whispered.

"No." His voice was still a little confused, "Open the curtains."

Zhuang Yibo hesitated for a moment and finally reopened the curtains.

In fact, he has never been very fond of bright environments. Whenever he is indoors, he always refuses all sunlight as much as possible, so Zhuang Yibo opened the curtains and looked at the expression on his face.

Probably because the sun was too dazzling, he squinted his eyes slightly, but without covering them, he still looked in the direction of her.

"Is it too bright?" Zhuang Yibo said, "Do you want to close it a little bit?"

"No need." Shen Wangjin only said this and stretched out his hand towards her.

Zhuang Yibo returned to the bed and was quickly taken into his arms.

Her skin has always been as white as snow, and even more so when lying in the sun.

Shen Wangjin just looked at her quietly for a long time without moving.

After a long time, Zhuang Yibo said in a low voice: "You slept so deeply. You didn't move when I got up. I thought I wouldn't disturb you if I opened the curtains and took a look..."

After hearing this, Shen Wangjin just responded lightly.

"Are you dreaming?" Zhuang Yibo asked again.

"Yeah." He still just responded.

"What dream?" she asked.

"An old dream." Shen Wangjin replied.

Hearing what he said, Zhuang Yibo guessed that he probably didn't want to talk in detail, so he paused and didn't ask any more questions.

Shen Wangjin hugged her quietly for a moment and suddenly said, "Why don't you ask me about your old dream?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Yibo slowly raised his head to look at him, paused, and said obediently: "What old dream?"

"You." Shen Wangjin said.

Zhuang Yibo was startled, and then said: "Why am I in your old dream?"

"Yes." He said slowly, "It's you who came late."


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