Xu Ji's fingertips suddenly tightened.
Despite his efforts to maintain his professional ethics, not allowing himself to show the slightest flaw on the surface, his heart had already betrayed him.
He admitted that at that moment, he had almost harbored an impossible fantasy.
He probably was sick himself.
He tried to calm his voice and eyes, asking Gu Xi in a soft voice, "Do you think this is something you've actually experienced?"
Gu Xi paused, and after a long moment responded with confusion, "I don't know. It just feels so strange. Why would I have such dreams about things I've never experienced before..."
"Always?" Xu Ji picked up on the word in her sentence, asking, "For how long?"
"Ah," Gu Xi replied quickly, "For more than a year, I guess? I can't remember clearly. I had a car accident, rested for a while, lost some memory, and started having these dreams after I woke up, so I found it strange..."