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  He rubbed the pendant between his fingers and muttered to himself sadly.

  “Youyou, when are you coming home?”


  …


  “Are you thinking of not coming home? Am I always making you angry? I promise that I won’t do it again! I won’t tease you or make you unhappy…” Little Yichen pursed his lips and added, “But most importantly, when are you coming home?”


  He returned to the bed and lay down quietly. Looking at the empty space beside him, he stretched out his arm in a daze and imagined Youyou lying beside him. He wanted to hug him, but there was only thin air. Little Yichen’s nose started to sting again. He clenched his jaw and clutched the blanket tightly as he let out a helpless whimper.

  …


  He had a long and dreary dream, so stifling that he could hardly breathe.

  In the dream, the skies were gloomy and pregnant with oppressing dark clouds. It gave one a heavy heart, as though something imposing was looming over.

  He looked around in a daze and saw that he was standing on a withering sea bed. The seawater beneath his feet was polluted and black as ink. He tried to take a step forward and found that he could stand firmly on the surface of the sea without falling.

  Suddenly, the realization dawned on him that this was a dream. Usually, when he was in a dream, no matter how bizarre the dreamscape was, he wouldn’t realize that he was in a dream. But now, his consciousness was exceptionally clear.

  Mu Yichen walked on the surface of the sea in a daze. The waves hit him, but there was no pain. He had no idea when he would wake up from this dream.

  In the distance there was a boy in black. From afar, he could tell the boy’s back was facing him, it felt lonely and cold.

  Mu Yichen walked over in confusion and mumbled, “Who are you?”


  The boy in black did not turn around and did not speak. It was as if he did not hear him.

  Mu Yichen moved closer and raised his voice slightly. “Who are you?”


  The boy in black finally reacted, but he did not turn around immediately. Instead, he walked forward.

  Feeling odd, Mu Yichen quickened his pace to catch up with him.

  The boy in black walked casually as if he was strolling in a garden. Mu Yichen was trying to catch his breath as he ran after him. From time to time, waves would hit him and hinder his advancement.

  “Wait!” The boy felt extremely familiar. Mu Yichen quickened his pace and finally caught up with him. “Wait!”


  The boy in black seemed to have finally heard him. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, but still, he did not turn around.

  Mu Yichen halted and tried to catch his breath for a moment before reaching out to gently grip his shoulder. “Who are you?”


  Just as his hand made contact with the boy’s shoulder, he felt an icy aura engulfing him. He retracted his hand in reflex as the boy in black turn his head slightly. A handsome and familiar face greeted him.

  “Youyou!” He became excited. “Youyou, why are you here?!”


  The boy in black turned his body slightly and looked back at him. His empty and dark eyes were filled with confusion.

  “Youyou?” This name seemed extremely unfamiliar.

  The boy in black repeated it silently and sneered. “Who is Youyou?”


  “…”


  Mu Yichen felt his chest tightening. “Youyou, don’t you recognize me? I’m your brother!”


  The boy in black looked him up and down coldly. “Brother?”


  His cold tone was distant, without any warmth.