Jiang Zhihao was certain it wasn't a dream, because dreams wouldn't let him remember so clearly. He could recall every single moment that had happened.,Zhong Jiawei held a bag in her hand, from which wafted a faint fragrance.,I don't get deceived myself, but I've been tricked many times by him. He just promised to go to the amusement park with me and has broken his promise many times already.。