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... can dream of me, but I can’t dream of you. The only time I did, it was just a statue."
Zhao Yingjun chuckled softly:
"This is such an irrelevant matter. Why are you turning it into a big thing? Whether we dream or not, it’s all irrelevant. After all, for us ordinary people..."
"[Everything in dreams is fake. As long as I have the real you, that’s enough.]"
After saying this.
She turned around, pulled the door handle, and gently closed the study room door. ...
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