Chapter 67 Dream

My heart was beating wildly, and my mind had already made a guess.

It couldn't be... It couldn't be...

When the face I knew so well was revealed, I screamed out in surprise.

I felt a tightening around my waist, and Xavier hugged me back.

Mr. Smith, who was sandwiched between us, "..."

I was about to go crazy with joy. Was I dreaming? If I wasn't dreaming, how could I see him?

So I pinched Xavier hard on the face. His face was cold and wet, and I felt like I was squeezing a balloon filled with water. No matter how hard I pushed, Xavier didn't make a sound.

It seemed... It was a dream.

My happy mood immediately turned to frustration.

I can't imagine that touching someone in a dream is like this. It felt so good in my hand, and my skin was so smooth. However, this discovery is no big deal; I would prefer to touch reality. Even if the touch almost does not matter, at least it is real.

Who needs to dream when you can be satisfied in reality?

I was a little lost, but I still didn't want to