The rain gradually eased, mirroring the narrative of the dream. Zhu Huaining pressed his lips together, a bitter teardrop touching the tip of his tongue, while Lin Xialing stood before him in a daze, her eyes already red-rimmed.
"Lin Xialing, this dream feels so real." Zhu Huaining forced the corners of his mouth up in a wretched smile.
Trembling uncontrollably, Lin Xialing gripped her umbrella so tightly that her knuckles turned white, her fingertips digging almost into her flesh.
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