My Youth Began With Him

Huo Mian opened the package carefully.

It was a piece of clothing…

More accurately, it was a wedding dress…

It lied there quietly, a bundle of white…

The suffocating feeling became more and more intense…

Her intuition told her to throw it away, to pretend that she'd never received the gift… but her curiosity told her to unfold the mystery.

Licking her parched lips, Huo Mian lifted up the white dress in one go, with one hand.

Her heart stopped…

It was…

It really was… the wedding dress Huo Siqian forced her to wear during their bizarre wedding at the cliff.

Because Huo Siqian had designed it as a young boy… the wedding dress was especially meaningful to him.

Receiving the dress… on a day like this… what did it mean?

Could it be? Huo Siqian… was back?

Huo Mian's heart shook at the thought…

She wasn't afraid of Huo Siqian; she was afraid of what Huo Siqian had turned into.

She was afraid that he'd been overtaken by Jack.

Looking closer, sure enough, there was blood at the heart of the dress…

Although it wasn't noticeable, as a doctor, Huo Mian still couldn't miss it.

It was as if the drop of blood had been placed deliberately…

Huo Mian immediately threw the wedding dress onto the ground, the memories of Huo Siqian and her imprisonment on his island flooding her mind.

Although it was mid-day, Huo Mian couldn't help but shiver from the intense bouts of chills she felt.

"Jie, Jie!"

Huo Mian panicked; she called out Chen Jie's name like her life depended on it.

"Sister Mian, what's wrong?"

At the sound of Huo Mian's cries, Chen Jie immediately entered the room.

She didn't even have the time to mind her manners; instead, she directly called Huo Mian 'Sister Mian'.

"Jie, hurry… throw this thing away. Throw it away as far as possible. No, actually, burn it. Hurry up and burn it."

"Mian, whose is it? Why are we burning it?"

Although medical professions were not usually superstitious, it was common knowledge that family members burned their deceased loved one's clothes as a tradition.

This was why Chen Jie found it strange that Huo Mian wanted to burn clothes…

"Then throw it away. Throw it far away." Huo Mian emphasized.

"Sister Mian, are you alright? What's wrong with this dress? What's happening?"

Chen Jie didn't know what was going on.

"A psycho sent it… it's okay."

Huo Mian placed her hands on her chest, still nervous.

"Okay, I'll take it away. Don't be scared. I'm right outside. Call me if you need anything."

"Alright."

Huo Mian finally managed to calm down a little bit after Chen Jie took the wedding dress away.

Just as she sat down in her chair, the office phone began to ring.

For whatever reason, Huo Mian felt that the call was too much of a coincidence.

After a long while of ringing, she finally picked up the phone…

"Vice Director of South Side, Huo Mian speaking." Huo Mian tried her hardest to calm down.

"Happy birthday to you!"

"Happy birthday to you!"

A man's voice sounded from the phone. His voice was strange… it was as if he had something stuck in his throat…

"Who is this?"

Huo Mian's birthday was public knowledge. Even many fans on Weibo remembered her birthday, so it wasn't exactly strange.

"Little Sister Mian, did you get my gift?"

The man asked after finishing the birthday song.

Huo Mian froze…

Before she could reply, the man snickered and continued, "Little Sister Mian, happy birthday… I've missed you…"