This level is really long.

It made me sleep poorly on the first night in Shanghai, and I even had a strange dream.

In the dream, I actually turned into Zhou Jinshen, that short-lived moonlight who died early.

In the backyard of the mansion, I stood under the rose wall in a white dress.

It should have been a peaceful and beautiful scene, but my hand was unpleasantly tied up with a Hermès scarf.

I heard my voice weak and hesitant.

"Xiaoshen, the relationship between us is destined to not be accepted by the world. You are the promising heir of the Zhou family. Untie the rope and let me go."

As soon as the words fell, my mouth was forcefully sealed by a domineering and aggressive kiss.

After a passionate entanglement, Zhou Jinshen held me tightly in his arms, his tone unyielding:

"Sister, if I let you go, who will let me go?"

"Don't even think about escaping. In this lifetime, between us siblings, we will be together until death."

...

After waking up.

I am even more convinced that my brain is corrupted by reading those forced pseudo-orthopedic novels.

The impact of this dream was too strong.

Even when I sat in the back seat of Zhou Jinshen's car again and saw his face, I couldn't recover.