The Dream Comes True

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In fact, it was just my excuse. I wanted to see if Ryland really wanted to be with me.

When we were in dreamland again that night, we were completely different from the first time we had this dream.

We went to the study again and found that everything had returned to its original appearance.

It was as if nothing had happened yesterday.

When we got to the basement, we were surprised to find the painting of us right before we woke up yesterday.

In the last painting, we were on the bed in the bedroom.

Ryland looked a little uncomfortable. He coughed and said, "Why don't we try to open the password lock first?"

"Okay."

I nodded and went to the study.

I looked at the numbers on the screen and suddenly entered a string of numbers.

I didn't hold any hope at first, but with a tinkle, the lock was opened.

Ryland looked at me in surprise. "What did you enter?"

I blinked, feeling a little embarrassed. "The date you told me you liked me."