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This face, he had longed for over a decade. It was as if he could perfectly sketch every inch of her facial features with his eyes closed...
In her sleep, Mo Qiansu felt a familiar presence approaching her.
She curled the corners of her lips and murmured in her dream, "Gu Xuanye."
Gu Xuanye stopped abruptly when he was only an inch from her lips. It was only then that he snapped back to reality, realizing what he had been about to do.
His gaze shifted upward to see that her eyes were still tightly shut, and his rigid body slowly relaxed.
Had she just called out his name?
This wasn't the first time Gu Xuanye had heard Mo Qiansu call out to him in her sleep. But he didn't know what role he played in her dreams at this moment, whether he was, like in reality, loving her without being able to have her?
Mo Qiansu's red lips were slightly parted, her breath warm and light upon his face, seeping into his skin.