The clouds parted, and the rain stopped.
Leng Sichen held the exhausted little girl in his arms with unmatched gentleness.
"Achen..."
"I'm here."
"Achen..."
"What is it?"
"I had a dream before."
"A nightmare?"
"No! A beautiful dream!"
"Hmm? What kind of beautiful dream?"
"I dreamed that you came to rescue me!"
"Silly girl, this isn't a dream. I really did come to rescue you!"
"Yes, it's not a dream! Every time... every time you would come to rescue me... I knew you would come... Do you remember the year I turned five, when I was... when I was locked in the cabin by my mother?"
"Of course, I remember."
Even after so many years had passed, Leng Sichen could never forget the shock and heartache he felt when he laid eyes on Xia Yuxun at that moment.
