The purple eyes quietly looked at Xu Siyu, then Diers slightly nervously stroked her cheeks, her facial features, when he realized it was all real, he stared blankly at Siyu with a bitter-sweet expression, "Am I dreaming?"
"No," Xu Siyu smiled.
"Then this must be heaven!" Diers sighed with relief, looking at Siyu's face.
The corners of his eyes were brimming with tears, and a tear slipped down Diers' cheek. He began to tremble as he caressed Siyu's face, tears streaming even more profusely, his voice quivering intensely, "Siyu, you're really selfish. Do you know how I've survived these past three years? Do you know how much I've missed you? You didn't even appear in my dreams. Is it because Aziz didn't die?"
"..." Xu Siyu was utterly perplexed, not understanding what Diers was saying at all.
What about Aziz?
What about heaven?
Or was it that she now looked like a ghost?
