It had been at noon when Wuyou woke up. She felt her head was splitting. Last night, she dreamt something about the past again. Memory was so strange that the thing became harder to erase when one tried the best to forget, instead, it would turn into a brand and was imprinted in her heart. When one was overwhelmed with certain kind of emotion, he/she could feel the pain as if being in the scene. Now, Xu Linghe was experiencing that. Not until he entered the woman's dream last night did he ...