Some words had reached his mouth, but Mu Shien tried his best to swallow them back. She took one last look at the rain curtain outside the window, and simply coveted the warmth that haunted her behind her.

"Good night, Aye."

"Good night, Eun."

The man's kiss, tirelessly, fell on the back of her neck again. The blood in his body gradually slowed down, and fatigue hit him inch by inch.

In his arms, she fell asleep.

After a while, there was even a slight snoring sound, which sounded inexplicably warm, he closed his eyes lightly, and the corners of his lips rose inch by inch.

She fell asleep. That's nice.

It must not be uncomfortable.

He smelled the fragrance of the tip of his nose that belonged to her, and he was greedy to the fullest, sucking all her breath into his chest, letting it churn in his heart, burning and enveloping the fresh heart.

En'......

En'......

As I had done countless times, on a normal late night, I silently recited her name over and over again.

It seems that no matter how many times I read it, I don't feel that it is enough.

The only thing that satisfied him was that at this moment, she was in his arms.

He could hold her on one side.

While silently reciting her name.

En'......

***

Mu Shien had a dream. I dreamed of my previous life.

Although she said that sudden death was a well-deserved death, no matter how she comforted herself, even deceived herself, when time passed little by little, when she was wanton and chic in that new world, she knew it:

She's in the real world, just forgotten for a while.

She wondered if the world would suddenly love her if there was a news report of her death. Will the novels that once hit the streets suddenly have readers?

Will those readers suddenly remember her name?

Will you call her "big".

How she wished that one day, even though her novels were not so wonderful......

But it's still loved.

For so many days and nights, she worked tirelessly in front of the computer, and of course she hoped that even if she was no longer there, the whole world would suddenly love her......

But after having this dream, Mu Shien looked directly at the deepest concern buried in his heart, and it was not the dream of writing essays that he was pursuing.

It's his own mother.

She was only six years old when her father died young.

It seems that at the beginning of the sensible age, her father died suddenly, because she was still young, she did not have that heart-rending grief.

The mother wept for three days and three nights, and she even felt that she was too cold in comparison.

She only cried all night.

After that, the tears could not flow.

When she was about 14 years old, her mother took her to remarry the Tang family.

She didn't cry or make a fuss.

If there is someone who can take care of her mother in place of her father, she can take the burden off her shoulders, she is happy, and she knows that even her father will be sincerely happy.

A single mother with a child can imagine how hard life will be.

Therefore, her mother remarried to the Tang family, and she was not the slightest dissatisfied.

She also knew that with her oil bottle, her mother's life in the Tang family was not so easy, and she tried not to cause trouble.

She tries to be a good child that everyone likes.

About a year later, her half-brother was born, and her mother was expensive by virtue of her son, and her mother could finally hold her head up and be a person in the Tang family.

Since then, Mu Shien has also been relieved.

She didn't feel like she was being left out.

My mother is doing well, and now she has a younger brother.

They are doing well, it is enough.

In the dream, Mu Shien only returned to the small home where he had relied on his mother......