In My Dream ,He Ran Towards Me With Roses

After my 18th birthday, I dreamt of a handsome young man every day.

"Nicole, come and find me, okay? My phone number is..."

His voice was elegant but hoarse, and his aggressive eyes were fixed on me.

I thought I had met a nightmare and asked for an amulet in the church. After that, I didn’t have that absurd dream again.

However, on the day of the university registration, I saw a familiar portrait on the honor wall.

I was shocked