On Chinese New Year's Eve in Baicheng, thousands of homes are brightly lit and the atmosphere is lively.

After Chi Mingwei ate instant noodles alone, he returned to the bedroom and took out a photo from the drawer of the bedside table.

It was a solo photo of a young girl.

Wearing white short sleeves, a blue pleated skirt, and a ponytail, she was sitting on a swing and laughing.

At first glance, the girl in the photo looks a little similar to Chi Jiao.

"Nguyen Nguyen." Chi Mingwei sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the girl in the photo, his eyes were full of longing and fascination, "Our daughter has grown up, how good would it be if you were still alive?" If you are still alive, on a holiday like today, our family should celebrate the New Year together......"

That's right, the girl in this photo is Chi Jiao's mother Ruan Xiaoyi, a photo when she was a student.

It has been more than ten years since Ruan Xiaoyi died, but Chi Mingwei has not forgotten her for a day.

Some feelings can penetrate deep into the bone marrow and become a part of the body, which people can never forget for a lifetime.

Chi Mingwei's feelings for Ruan Xiaoyi are exactly like this.

Holding Ruan Xiaoyi's photo, Chi Mingwei was lying on the bed, he missed Ruan Xiaoyi more than usual today, he originally thought it would take a long time to fall asleep, but he didn't expect that his head was just on the pillow, and his eyelids quickly sank.

It was as if there was a very delicate hand, gently placed on his eyelids, stroking back and forth, urging him to sleep.

At the moment when the drowsiness was about to completely drown Chi Mingwei, he heard a shout, which seemed to come from a distant place, but it rang in his ears very clearly.

"Mingwei, I miss you so much......"

This gentle and beautiful female voice, Chi Mingwei knows too well, it is Ruan Xiaoyi's!

He hadn't heard this voice for many years, and even when he was dreaming, he hadn't dreamed of Ruan Xiaoyi.

After Ruan Xiaoyi died, she seemed to have completely disappeared from this world, and her mother's family had cut off contact with him, and she didn't even come to see Jiaojiao.

Chi Mingwei prayed to the gods countless times, he hoped to see Ruan Xiaoyi often in his dreams, but after so many years, he never dreamed of her once.

Now that he suddenly heard Ruan Xiaoyi's voice, Chi Mingwei closed his eyes, thinking that he was in a nightmare.

But he knew that he was not asleep, his mind was clear, his consciousness seemed to be trapped in his body, and the body did not listen to his commands, and no matter how much he tried to open his eyes and see who was covering his eyes beside him, he could not open them smoothly.

The soft, distant voice in my ear continued.

"Mingwei, look at me, I miss you so much."

A light lit up in the suffocating darkness, and then a white figure slowly stepped out of the light.

Chi Mingwei saw the figure coming against the light.

It was Ruan Xiaoyi on the photo that he was still pinching with his fingers, whether it was his appearance or dress, he was exactly the same as in the photo.

She stretched out her hand towards him, with a bright smile on her face: "Mingwei, come, come with me......"

The gentle and sweet voice seemed to contain bewitchment, and it penetrated into Chi Mingwei's nerves little by little.

Chi Mingwei, who was struggling to wake up, immediately gave up struggling.

The room was quiet and could only hear the sound of the clock hanging on the wall and the second hand moving.

Chi Mingwei, who was lying on the bed, suddenly hooked up a satisfied smile at the corner of his lips.