745 The happy dream

Guiying collapsed back on the bed, letting the softness of the mattress suck away the drain from her stiff shoulders. Zheng Jiao was still the only person with whom she couldn't openly gel so well. There was always this sense of scrutiny she felt in her presence.

As if Zheng Jiao was peering at her with great concentration. As if she was searching for something in her. But she didn't know why. The air of mystery around her never subsided and Guiying eventually gave up.

Suddenly, it occurred to her that she hadn't talked to the other 'her' inside her for quite some time.

"Hey, are 'you' there? What do 'you' think about Zheng Jiao? Maybe you get something about her that I don't," she sighed.

Guiying waited for an answer which she never got. She pouted. "Why aren't 'you' talking to me? Are 'you' mad at me for something?"

Well even if 'she' is mad at me, 'she' won't keep this silence. 'She' would toast me until I would be burned, Guiying chuckled.