The Secret About the Past (217)

He felt just as if a chain was tied around his neck, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

Her face began to fade before him as he felt as if he had fallen into a black hole.

All of a sudden, his bubble burst.

He sprang up immediately and opened his eyes.

Jin Qingyan took a deep breath while scanning his surroundings. Fortunately, it was just a nightmare, thank God…

He could not help but feel puzzled to have dreamt of such a strange dream.

Jin Qingyan felt much better after taking a sip of water from the glass on the table.

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It was the 8th of August, the first day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar.

It was the day that school reopened.

Jin Yiheng was dressed in a white buttoned shirt paired with a black vest and a pair of black trousers. He then headed to school with his schoolbag on his shoulders.