Fang Yuhuan woke up with a smile.
This dream could be said to be his greatest wish in life.
No, it was a sweetness he dared not even imagine.
Habitually, he reached out to the side, only to feel cold emptiness.
Fang Yuhuan, still somewhat groggy, instantly became alert.
He opened his eyes, sat up and stared blankly at the empty space beside him.
Without hesitation, he got up and opened the door.
There was no one in the living room, the sink, or the bathroom—he couldn't find that person anywhere.
His heart began to ache, as if gripped tightly by some invisible force, and Fang Yuhuan forced himself to calm down.
He held his phone and dialed a number, and a familiar ringtone sounded from his own room.
Delighted, he walked into the room, only to find a lonely phone lying under the pillow.
