Selecting a Grave

Sure enough, Xia Ling did not realize that the orchids were different.

Her days were busy and peaceful, and she bickered every day with Wei Shaoyin in the recording studio. When she returned home, she ate delicious food cooked by Li Lei, and Er Mao would curl up beside her. All was well.

Sometimes, however, she would have nightmares.

She would dream of a baby abandoned in the garbage dump, buried in an endless pile of garbage and smashed into a clump of flesh. She even heard his weak crying sounds as everything happened. She often cried as she woke up in the middle of the night.

Every time this happened, Li Lei would hug her and gently pat her back as he gently comforted her. "Xiao Ling, everything is in the past. I know you're very upset, but I will always be here for you."