novelraw Chapter 404: Have We Met Before, Even Earlier?
Chapter 404: Have We Met Before, Even Earlier?
At this moment in the room, Shi Nuan was sitting on the bed in a daze. Upon hearing the door open, she turned her head to look towards the entrance.
The person coming in was Song Yansheng.
Shi Nuan’s dark eyes flickered, her long, dark eyelashes trembled lightly like butterfly wings. Her thin lips gently pressed together as she softly called out, "Second Uncle..."
Song Yansheng responded softly.
He held a tray in his hand, containing two delicate meals. Though it looked heavy, he managed to carry it with one hand.
Shi Nuan wasn’t surprised; he had mentioned working in a restaurant abroad.
He walked over with an elegant gait, the previous hostility completely gone, replaced by his usual noble gentleness, graceful as a soaring dragon.
Song Yansheng’s skin was very fair and smooth, with an excellent complexion; he was well-suited to wearing white shirts.
Shi Nuan had seen many boys in white shirts, but none could wear one as elegantly as Song Yansheng.
Even Xiao Chuan and Shen Zui couldn’t compare to him.
Yet at the thought of a white shirt, she inexplicably remembered the white-shirted youth from her dreams.
Shi Nuan was never superstitious, but she always felt a certain connection with that youth in white.
However, when she tried to recall, her memories were messy, fragmented, and complex, and she couldn’t remember them clearly.
She was unsure if she had ever encountered such a white-shirted youth in her life!
In her memory, there was a time she awoke from a dream, frightened by the blood in her dream, and cried out loud. When her mother asked, she told her.
But her mother didn’t provide any explanation, just held her and kept comforting her.
Later, they even went up the mountain to pray for blessings, hoping she would forget all unpleasant memories, including the distressing dreams!
After that, she never mentioned the dream to her mother again, even though she still dreamed of it often!
When she was fifteen, her mother had been deceased for four years.
She met Shen Zui, and with Shen Zui, the dreams of the white-shirted youth inexplicably vanished, leaving no reason.
Now, years later, at twenty-one, that white-shirted youth suddenly reappeared.
He looked the same, seeming never to have changed!
She often wondered if this was because Shen Zui returned, stirring up hidden memories.
Yet Shen Zui had once helped her forget the existence of the white-shirted youth; how did he become a dream guide now?
This didn’t make sense!
And at this moment, watching Song Yansheng in his white shirt walking gracefully, with his exquisite and handsome features, she could almost instantly recall that dream!
She suddenly felt that the reappearance of the dream might somehow be related to Song Yansheng?
As Song Yansheng approached, Shi Nuan hesitated for a moment, then softly called out.
The tone, noticeably different from before.
Song Yansheng slightly raised an eyebrow and asked gently, "What is it? Are you hungry?"
Shi Nuan lightly shook her head, her fingers subconsciously clutching the fabric, and after a moment, she asked, "Second Uncle, I asked you a question last time, but you didn’t seem to answer me... It’s about before Xiao Chuan brought us together—did we meet before then?"
Song Yansheng paused in his steps, looked at Shi Nuan with surprise, then smiled faintly.
As he continued walking elegantly to put down the tray, he replied warmly, "Why the sudden question?"
"I remember you said my grandfather once showed great kindness to your father, so your father should have visited my grandfather often. I used to play at my grandfather’s house a lot when I was young. I just wondered if there might have been a time or two when you and your father visited together, and we met then?"