Chapter 440 (2/2)

It was only Ning Yuxuan that was hemmed in by the numerous soldiers.

”No...” Ji Man really wanted to say something, but no one could hear her voice. The woman in Marquis Moyu's arms slumped over as if she was dead.

”Thank you,” a tired voice lightly said these last two words before finally disappearing from her mind completely.

Ji Man widened her eyes. She called out in panic, ”No!”

She didn't want to leave. At the very least, she shouldn't leave at this time. What would happen to Ning Yuxuan? How could he have stepped into such a horrifying trap?!

There was a clap of thunder, but Ji Man seemed to be floating farther and farther away. She tried to grab onto something. She wanted to stay here, but her attempt was futile.

A sense of weightlessness came over her. Ji Man abruptly opened her eyes. To her surprise, she saw the ceiling of her apartment. Her alarm was going off next to her. Next to it, the calendar showed that today was August 27, 2014. There was also a large stack of reports that she had brought home to work on yesterday and was going to bring back to work today.

No complicated embroidery patterns, no b.l.o.o.d.y scenes of mutual attempts at deception, no Errong, no Yurun, no Wen Wan, or Ning Yuxuan.

At a loss, she stood up and looked around. Several years had pa.s.sed in that world, but now, it was just one night's dream?

She blankly sat there, then pinched her thigh. Ji Man couldn't help laughing.

Ah, so it was just a dream. There wasn't a female lead or a secondary female character. There wasn't a Marquis Moyu. All those years of struggling and cautiously living, it was all in vain. It had all just been a dream.

She opened her eyes again. She was still in the peaceful modern era where there was gender equality and monogamy.

Wasn't this wonderful? Ji Man wryly laughed. Her face felt a bit itchy. It was only when she touched her face that she realized she had been crying. Not only that, enough time had pa.s.sed for the tears to dry.

Why did she cry? She tilted her head but couldn't figure it out. It was only a dream, and the people in the dream were just imaginary characters. Why would she cry over them?

She dazedly washed up, picked up the reports, put on her heels, and headed out for work. As always, the air in the city was irritating, and the crowded subway was enough to make a person feel nauseous. The air in the subway was filled with the smell of breakfast steamed buns, but taking the subway was much smoother than riding inside a b.u.mpy carriage. It only took a short time before the subway had traveled halfway through the city.

When Ji Man left the subway, she was thinking that if Ning Yuxuan was here and took a trip on the subway, his face would end up ghastly pale after being smushed by the crowding people, even if his expression was usually calm.

”Morning.” After greeting her cubicle neighbors, Ji Man sat down as usual and swiftly prepared to start her work. Her nearby coworker was scrolling threw a webpage and suddenly exclaimed, ”What a well-written poem.”

Ji Man didn't listen to her. She had always cared about efficiency at work. Although she was already holding a report in her hand, she was only blankly looking at it. She needed to quickly adapt to the present.

Translator Ramblings: I can't share my thoughts without spoiling the next part of the story, so I'll just say for now... please continue reading ^^.

P.S. I started a new novel =). It'll get regular updates (3x/week) once DSB is done on October 31st. Click to read the and a .