After a long while, Ozawa Miwa's cherry lips moved slightly, attempting to say something, but she couldn't make a sound. Tears kept swirling in her eyes, falling with every blink.
Scalding tears fell on her face, yet they didn't change the coldness in Ozawa Miwa's heart at all. Why?
Why, even now, can I still not see Brother Xiao Tian?
Is it that Brother Xiao Tian doesn't want to see me?
...
Unlike Ozawa Miwa's chaotic thoughts, Xiao Tian continued shouting with no response and couldn't help but grow anxious.
Looking up, the crack in the dream realm overhead still existed and was visibly spreading. It seemed like it wouldn't last more than half an hour before succumbing to the darkness.
Meanwhile, the precarious half-real, half-illusory high wall had reverted to its original form, mocking Xiao Tian for his overestimation, standing boldly and immovable in front of him!
