Wayne had her stand on the ground.
Then he asked, "Babe, do you feel something off here?"
She looked around, "Not really, isn't it always like this?"
"My clothes are gone." Wayne seemed to have a clue, "You used to hang my clothes with yours."
He would never forget the day when he returned to the apartment, opened the closet, and saw the empty half of the closet, his heart was filled with panic.
Rosalynn glanced at him, this guy was acting like a nagging wife now.
"I didn't say you couldn't hang your clothes." She said, taking off the clothes she was going to wear.
Wayne hugged her from behind.
Rosalynn was a little helpless, she gently patted Wayne's arm, "If you don't go and change, we won't have enough time for our date."
"Mmm."Wayne nodded.
Then he kissed her cheek, "Babe, I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Rosalynn looked at him, "What, you often have this kind of dream?"
Wayne shook his head, his eyes welling up with tears, "I can't dream of you at all."
He even sought hypnotherapists and countless psychologists just to help him find a way to dream of her.
But...
"Okay." Rosalynn lowered her head, "Let's not bring up the past, it wasn't all rosy, just living well now is enough."
"Mmm..."
Wayne nodded.
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