You are my family.

"Thief! Thief! A shameless thief!"

"It's you! It's all your fault Rou'er is gone! You are such a despicable thief…"

"I'm no thief; I'm really no thief…"

…

Yun Shishi clung onto the comforter in her dreams, beads of perspiration littering her forehead.

The room was lighted up suddenly.

Qin Zhou pushed open the door and walked in. He did knock on it a few times but received no response. Worried for her, he took the prerogative to enter and checked on her.

The sky outside the window had long turned dark.

The evening breeze blew past the window and sent the curtains flapping.

He quickly walked over to close the window.

His careful action, nevertheless, roused the lady in the bed who had been trapped in her dream until then.

She opened her eyes hazily, first, to the ceiling, and, second, to the smiling, handsome face of his.

"Darling, are you awake?"