This voice, it appears in her dreams every night, constantly lingering around her ears, deeply etched into her bones and blood, a voice she almost thought she would never hear again.
Her body suddenly stiffened, and she was momentarily dazed. Then, she quickly turned around and looked toward the direction the voice came from.
Through the shelves, she could only see through the gaps, that silhouette from her dreams suddenly imprinted in her gaze. She blinked, her entire body seemed to be fixed in place, staring wide-eyed in a daze.
The man was facing away from her, his posture as always elegant and composed. He was holding a phone to his ear with one hand, speaking lazily while casually picking things with the other, his voice languid, yet his words still as crisp and concise, "Mm... Alright, I'm heading over now."
Is... is it him? Is it Gu Ningyi?
