Don't Run

Zhao Lifei slept by Yang Feng's bedside, completely unaware of the dream he was having. She dozed off to La La Land, whereas Yang Feng was whisked to a dream of the past…

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It was a sunny day where the koi fish pond clearly reflected the serene morning sky, small puffs of clouds stretching behind a light blue canvas.

Below, cheerful giggles could be heard as a small child ran through a grassy-green maze, the sun beating down on her back. Protecting her face was a chiffon ribbon sun hat that did not budge from her head even when she dashed with a teacup in her hand, eager to deliver it to someone she held dear to her heart.

"Fengfeng!" Her voice, so pure and delightful, rang throughout the secluded garden.