Gu Lingling wasn't aware of these.
She was dreaming.
A wonderful dream, an incredibly good dream.
She dreamt she was walking on a tranquil and warm beach, with lazy sunlight bathing her, both comfortable and peaceful.
As the gentle sea breeze blew, Gu Lingling took a sip of sweet coconut juice and smiled contentedly at the man beside her.
Who was that man?
Gu Lingling couldn't quite make out his face, but instinctively felt he was a man truly worth trusting.
It seemed like as long as he stood by her side, nothing in the world could scare her.
The man tightly held her other hand, his palm had calluses, but strangely, not only did it not make her uncomfortable, it gave her a sense of security.
Gu Lingling's delicate fingers playfully pinched the calluses in his palm.
Amusing.
But Yang Yunhai standing by her bedside didn't find it amusing. Was this little girl asleep or awake?
Wasn't he being teased?
Ah, ah, ah?
Isn't he?
