Crystal’s POV:

I felt like I had experienced a long dream.

In that dream, I seemed to have lived my entire life.

My dream was ordinary but wonderful. Although I was just a regular person in it, I had a full life.

Here, I was happy every day. I was just an ordinary student. I was surrounded by my friends, and we studied and worked together.

I also had parents who adored me completely. They accompanied me and showered me with warmth, making me incomparably rich.

However, I always felt a deep sense of emptiness in that warm world.

In my dream, I always heard some vague sounds. The sounds were like imaginary bubbles. The second I tried to catch them, they would burst. They also sounded very far away; as if they were coming from another world. In the beginning, I wanted to ignore them, but they always surrounded me, leaving me with no way to escape. Gradually, I became used to them and they became a part of my dream.

Whenever darkness fell, I would sit alone by the window and gaze at the night sky.

As I stared at the twinkling stars, I always felt like I had lost something, but I couldn’t figure out what it was. Everything in front of me was what I had always longed for, wasn’t it?

However, no one gave me an answer. Day after day, I could only continue watching the starry sky as my heart felt increasingly lonely.

I thought I was probably unwell. Some indefinable emotion coursed through me, and I had nowhere to vent it. There was a voice deep within my heart that kept reminding me that I might have forgotten something. Maybe it was a person or a memory.

At thjs time, I suddenly heard a man’s voice. It was gentle and pleasant, and extremely unique when compared to my noisy surroundings.

It wasn’t the first time I heard this voice. It would ring out every night at this time.

The difference was that it was always fuzzy in the past, but today it was particularly clear.

I was becoming more and more deeply aware of the tenderness and affection in this voice. Every time he called out my name, he said it like he was whispering to a lover, making my heart flutter with restlessness.

He was telling me a story again. This time, I finally comprehended his words.

He was talking about our two children.

I was shocked. I was only. eighteen years old. How could I have two kids? He must be joking!

However, as I continued to listen, I was suddenly enveloped by a strong sense of familiarity when I heard him describe the kids’ faces in detail. He talked about their laughter, as well as their joy, anger, and sorrow.Belongs to - All rights reserved.

Tears pooled in my eyes and streamed down silently. Little by little, the gaping hole in my heart was filled.

I finally knew what I had lost.

It was my love for Rufus and my kids, and my desire for a real life.

No matter how wonderful this dream was, in the end, it was just a dream.

I was such a moron to leave Rufus and my children behind.

I impulsively opened the door. My parents called out from behind me. I tried my best to hold back the tears I felt inside me and didn’t look back.

I walked to the cliff closest to the starry sky. The wind whistled in my ears. I gazed into the deep night sky, shut my eyes, and then resolutely jumped off the cliff. I was determined to not leave them alone this time.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw him, Rufus, my love.