"Woman...come back...come back..."
"I miss you...Wen Jiaren, I miss you..."
Who, who is calling her?
Wen Jiaren tried hard to see the owner of the voice clearly, but even though he was right in front of her calling her name, she couldn't see his figure or outline clearly, "Who are you?"
Wen Jiaren reached forward to grab him, but ended up grasping at air.
"Woman, come back...I miss you...miss you so much..."
"Who are you, who exactly are you?"
In the darkness, aside from a shadow, Wen Jiaren could see nothing. The man's longing echoed endlessly beside her ear, yet she couldn't get close to him, couldn't see his face clearly.
It wasn't until she was tired from chasing and stopped, that the man's face suddenly and unexpectedly enlarged right before her eyes.
"Ah!"
In her sleep, Wen Jiaren awoke from the dream in shock and instantly sat up on the bed.
Perhaps because of the sudden movement, she woke up with a severe headache, as if someone were beating a drum inside her head.
