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"Han Aotian, is that you?" Chen Xi couldn't keep her eyes open anymore, so she asked weakly.

"It's me. Sleep well. Think of it as a dream. Just wake up from the dream." Han Aotian kissed her softly.

Chen Xi's tears could no longer be held back. They slid down from the corner of her eyes and she closed her eyes, as if she was dreaming of the days when they were in Maldives five years ago