"Brother Lionel!" Karen Joy shouted his name out loud, hoping that she would keep dreaming and not wake up.
"Karen!" When she heard that he was also calling her name, she instantly became a little more energetic.
Besides responding to her, he also looked at her and smiled so genuinely. It was so real that she could feel his physical presence as if he was close to her.
"Brother Lionel, can you hug me?" Even if it was just a dream, she still wanted him to hug her so that she could feel his warmth in her dream.
Before she could finish her question, Brother Lionel leaned over. He did not hug her, but he lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "Karen, I'm sorry! I'm sorry for being late!"
"Brother Lionel, no, you're not late. You're not late at all. It's still daytime, it's still very early." He would usually come into her dreams at night. However, he appeared in her dreams so early this time, how could he say that he was late?
"Silly girl, what are you talking about?" When he heard what she was saying, he didn't know how to respond. He wondered if the fever really damaged her brain.
"Brother Lionel, stay with me for a while longer." She held his hand tightly to prevent him from escaping. "This dream is too real, it's as if you're really with me, so let me dream a little longer."
It turned out that this girl thought that she was in a dream.
Lionel bent over and pulled her into his arms. He hugged her tightly and said, "Silly girl, you're not dreaming. This is real. I'm here to see you."
"It's not a dream?" Karen Joy rubbed her eyes hard. He was still in front of her. "It's impossible. If it's not a dream, I won't possibly be able to see you when I open my eyes."
These days, she had dreamt of him many times. Every time, he would tell her that he was real. However, when she reached out to grab him, she couldn't touch him.
She was disappointed and felt very sad after countless letdowns. Hence, she couldn't believe that he would really appear beside her now.
Lionel rubbed her head gently and said, "You can see me when you open your eyes, and that will prove to you that this is not a dream." It seemed that she was really losing her mind. He had been by her side for a day and a night now. Unexpectedly, that was her reaction when she woke up.
However, he could only blame himself for Karen Joy's lack of emotional security. After all, he didn't let her know that he would be faking his death again. He must have scared her.
"Brother Lionel, are you saying that I'm not dreaming? Are you really by my side?" She asked cautiously. After asking, she was so nervous that she did not even dare to blink her eyes. She just looked at him quietly, afraid of misreading any signs.
"Karen, you're not dreaming." He put her hand on his face. Once again, he affirmed her, "I'm really by your side."
Hearing his definite answer, Karen Joy finally relaxed. Tears came rolling down her face again.
"Brother Lionel, hang on for a moment, let me calm myself down." She explained as she wiped her tears and cried like a baby, "I didn't want to cry, but I don't know why I can't control my tears."
During this period of time, she might have shed more tears than the past 18 years of her life.
"Karen..." Seeing her in tears, Lionel felt extremely distressed. He lowered his head and gently kissed her tears away, and then he hugged her.
She buried herself in his arms and said, "I'm crying, but I'm not sad. I'm happy. I'm happy that you finally came to find me."
He sighed and said, "You cry when you're happy, but you also cry when you're sad. I guess we have to prepare some pools at home next time, just in case our house gets flooded by your tears."
"Brother Lionel, you are making fun of me." Hmph, she didn't even know that her Brother Lionel had such a humorous side.
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