Chapter 30 - 27: Trading Your Remaining Years for Happiness
Qingran was extremely tired, and with the weight of her worries, she shouldn't have felt this way.
When she could see some blurry scenes, Qingran realized that she had once again slipped into a dream.
It seemed to happen every time; whenever the storyline in the book developed, she would either dream or, after a headache, suddenly have new memories in her mind.
In her dream, it was also late night. She saw two figures standing in the dark courtyard, the moon covered by dark clouds, not letting a single ray of light through.
They were talking about something, but too far away for her to hear clearly.
It is not gentlemanly to eavesdrop, Qingran thought, not intending to go over, but her body in the dream wasn't under her control and she approached on its own.
An eerie silence filled the air, interrupted only by the woman's sobbing cries, as if she was in extreme pain.
The tall and slender man stood about five steps behind the crying woman, his features blurred by the night, his general outline barely visible.
After a while, Qingran heard the man speak. His voice was rough as if passing through sand, hoarse to the extreme—
"Li Qingran, I trade the rest of my life for your happiness, what reason do you have to cry?"
Only then did Qingran realize that the woman crouched on the ground crying was the Li Qingran from the book.