Yi Feng had his right leg crossed over his left, casually resting a hand atop it, but upon hearing Ji Sang's words, he uncrossed his legs. He reached out to take his coffee and took a sip.
Without glancing at Ji Sang, he asked in a low voice,
"Why do you suddenly ask this question?"
Actually, Yi Feng's emotional changes were quite apparent in front of Ji Sang. Ji Sang himself was especially sensitive to other people's emotional changes.
So after noticing Yi Feng's actions, Ji Sang could already feel Yi Feng's reluctance.
Reluctance towards what?
Ji Sang's pale fingers gently tapped the rim of his cup.
Is it reluctance towards recalling things from childhood?
Ji Sang tugged the corner of his mouth,
"Recently, I've been having dreams, dreams of things from my childhood, but they're too chaotic. It's like recalling so much, yet upon waking up, it feels as if there's no connection."
"Dreams?"
Yi Feng suddenly lifted his head to look at Ji Sang,
