Li Qingran's small hand was soft and warm, like holding a tiny, soft, and bouncy cat paw.@@novelbin@@

Chen Huaian gazed at the spot where Li Qingran had left, savoring the moment.

The hug never happened.

Just as he held her hand, a spatial rift appeared behind Li Qingran.

In the blink of an eye, she was sucked away...

Indeed, in dreams, you never get to the last step.

The alarm clock rang, forcibly stopping everything.

"If Li Qingran were a real person, her hand would feel just like that, wouldn't it?" Chen Huaian squeezed his right hand, feeling a tickle in his heart.

Too bad it was just a dream, a subconscious illusion.

Otherwise, he would definitely sniff his hand and not wash it for days.

The flesh-and-blood world began to collapse.

His subconscious started to awaken.

Chen Huaian knew he was about to wake up.

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