Shi Le looked at the date and place next to the name, then slowly closed the portrait and placed it under the bed.
That night Shi Le had a nightmare again. He dreamed of the woman in the painting. The hazy features of the past were especially clear in the dream, and even the tears in the corners of the woman's eyes were clearly visible.
After waking up in the middle of the night Shi Le he lost his sleep and took out his portrait.
Just as the maid was about to knock on the door to wake Shi Le up, she did not want to raise her hand when the door opened. Shi Le had already stood in front of him dressed neatly. The maidservant was startled and quickly bowed.
"Did you not sleep well last night?" Rong Cheng looked at her haggard face. At this moment, Qing Dai's thick Shi Le frowned.
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