I dreamt of Little Nine.
Using spiritual power, I opened the door to the room without paying any attention to Ji Qiutang standing in the doorway. I stepped in and closed the door without looking back.
Watching the door shut before him, Ji Qiutang's previously silent face slightly lifted, those clear eyes now devoid of the concern and worry present when speaking with Qin Zhan, replaced instead by indifference and fearlessness. After a moment, his clear eyes deepened, he huffed a laugh, turned, and walked towards his own room.
So, Qin Zhan can also show such a tense expression, truly... an eye-opener...
But... thinking of Bi Xia, a complex emotion flashed through those clear eyes, even he didn't know exactly what he was worrying about. Clearly, the dream was so vague, yet the uneasiness clung to his heart inexplicably real.
