...
Jasmine seemed to feel the blanket on her body, trembling slightly, then her hazy eyes began to open gradually.
Yun Che's hand stopped in mid-air, forming an awkward smile while pondering what to say, but then he noticed Jasmine's eyes becoming increasingly blurry. Slowly, a thin layer of mist actually sprinkled over them.
"Brother".
Her gaze pierced through the mist, involuntarily fixing on Yun Che. From her mouth emerged a dreamy murmur.
"...." Yin Che opened his mouth. Even though Jasmine had opened her eyes, she clearly wasn't fully awake and seemed to mistake him for the person of her dreams.
Brother? Was she dreaming of her deceased brother?
A small, snow-white hand reached out, gently clasping the center of his hand. Jasmine looked at him blankly, a hint of heart-wrenching sorrow hidden behind her voice: "Younger brother. You've come into Jasmine's dream again, dreaming of Jasmine once more."
