I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 980 - 978: Waking Up from the Dream Here (2)

Chapter 980: Chapter 978: Waking Up from the Dream Here (2)

These simple eight words, like a heavy stick, smashed onto Xia Wan’an’s head, blanking her mind in an instant.

"I really did my best... Please, Mrs. Han, you need to prepare for the aftermath..."

Xia Wan’an’s mouth slightly opened, and the next second, she fell into a coma.

...

Xia Wan’an felt like she had a very long dream, in which time was running backward.

She wore a white suit, slacking off in the office; she posted on her social feed, Han Jingnian gave her a like; she persuaded him to forgive Lu Yangui after he had a big fight with Han Zhijin, telling him she would repay tenfold his conditions; she was leaving, got to the airport, discovered the secret that she couldn’t get pregnant, and then returned; she was at the Four Seasons Hotel’s café, prattling on about how the men wore swim trunks while she swam abroad, then he suddenly approached her and kissed her...

The explosion at sea, she said goodbye to him; she knew the ring was for her, she cried tears of joy in the restroom; she received the anniversary gift he gave, she named the gift ’Little Mirror’; two years after marrying him, she ran away from home for the first time, then she received his first call asking where the water card was, she was a bit drunk, a bit sleepy, and casually replied, "I’ll tell you in a dream when I remember"...

She married him as she wished; she held a love letter, looking to confess to him, but returned in disappointment without saying a word; she secretly followed him around school, learning about his likes...

In her dream, she grew younger step by step; when she was fifteen, wearing her mother’s newly bought beautiful dress, she went to the Han Family’s old mansion to find Han Zhijin, knocked on the wrong car, the car window rolled down, she blushed until Han Zhijin came to smooth things over, he looked at her with a light tone and said, "I thought he was a new dad you recognized..."

The dream ended there.

Xia Wan’an opened her eyes.

"An’an, you’re awake?" The voice that came from the side made Xia Wan’an move her eyeballs slightly, and after a long while, she sluggishly turned her head to look.

She saw Song Youman leaning over the bed, reaching out to touch her forehead: "Your fever finally broke, An’an, do you know you’ve had a fever for three whole days?"

Three days?

Xia Wan’an propped herself up and sat up, then she belatedly realized she was staying at Song Youman’s house.

How did she sleep for three days, and how did she end up at Song Youman’s house?

Xia Wan’an furrowed her brows hard, then those moments before she fell into a coma suddenly flooded her mind; she grabbed Song Youman’s hand vigorously: "Han Jingnian, he, he, he..."

Song Youman did not answer her question: "An’an, I made you some porridge, have some."

Xia Wan’an didn’t take the porridge offered by Song Youman, her eyes slowly reddened.

Song Youman sighed softly and put down the porridge: "An’an, what’s done is done; don’t be too sad..."

Tears fell one after another from Xia Wan’an’s eyes, she wiped them while softly asking, "What’s the situation now?"

Song Youman was silent for a long while before finally speaking: "Today is the memorial service, your parents and your brother have been at the Han Family these past few days, so you stayed here... Mrs. Han’s condition is not very good, they said she had an IV infusion yesterday..."