On New Year's Eve in Baicheng, there are bright lights and lively atmosphere.

Chi Mingwei alone after eating instant noodles, went back to the bedroom, from the bedside drawer took out a picture.

It's a picture of a young girl.

Wearing white short sleeves, blue pleated skirt, wearing ponytail, sitting on the swing, smiling sweetly and brightly.

At first glance, the girl in the photo is similar to Chi Jiao.

"Ruan Ruan." Chi Mingwei sat by the bed and looked at the girl in the photo. His eyes were full of missing and infatuation. "Our daughter has grown up. If only you were still alive? If you are still alive, on a festival like this, our family should be together to keep the new year's day.... "

That's right. The girl in this picture is the picture of Chi Jiao's mother Ruan Xiaoyi when she was a student.

It has been more than ten years since Ruan Xiaoyi died, but Chi Mingwei has never forgotten her.

Some feelings can be deep into the bone marrow and become a part of the body, which can't be forgotten for a lifetime.

Chi Mingwei's feelings for Ruan Xiaoyi are just like this.

Holding a picture of Ruan Xiaoyi, Chi Mingwei is lying on the bed. Today, he still misses Ruan Xiaoyi more than usual. He thought it would take a long time to fall asleep, but he didn't expect that his head just touched the pillow and his eyelids soon sank.

Like a very delicate hand, gently on his eyelids, stroking back and forth, urging him to sleep.

At the moment when Chi Mingwei was about to be completely drowned by his drowsiness, he heard a cry, which seemed to come from a distant place, but it rang clearly in his ear.

"Mingwei, I miss you so much..."

Chi Mingwei is so clear about this soft and pleasant female voice. It's Ruan Xiaoyi's!

He hasn't heard this voice for many years. Even in his dreams, he hasn't dreamed of Ruan Xiaoyi.

After Ruan Xiaoyi's death, she seems to completely disappear from the world. All her family members have broken off contact with him, and even don't look at Jiaojiao.

Chi Mingwei prayed to the gods many times. He hoped to see Ruan Xiaoyi in his dreams. But after so many years, he never dreamed of her.

Now suddenly hearing Ruan Xiaoyi's voice, Chi Mingwei closed his eyes and thought he was in a nightmare.

However, he knew that he was not asleep, and his mind kept clear. His consciousness seemed to be trapped in his body, and his body did not listen to his command. No matter how much he wanted to open his eyes and see who was covering his eyes around him, he could not open his eyes smoothly.

The soft and distant voice in my ear continues.

"Mingwei, look at me. I miss you so much."

The suffocating darkness lit up a light, and then a white figure slowly came out of the light.

Chi Mingwei saw the figure coming against the light.

is as like as two peas in Ruan Xiaoyi's fingers. He looks the same as in the photo.

She held out her hand to him with a bright smile on her face: "Mingwei, come with me..."

The soft and sweet voice seemed to be full of bewitchment, which gradually penetrated Chi Mingwei's nerves.

Chi Mingwei, who was struggling to wake up, immediately gave up the struggle.

The room is quiet, only to hear the clock hanging on the wall, the sound of the second hand walking.

Chi Mingwei, lying on the bed, has a satisfied smile on his lips.