It's was strange how the universe liked to work its magic on unsuspecting humans...if they believe in that sort of thing.  Xiao Yu liked to pretend that she wasn't the type of girl to believed in destiny and fate, but deep down inside her soul was that of an older entity; one that suffered in life and suffered in death. Of course she didn't know all of that all at once. What she did know was that all her life, she felt like something was missing and while she tried, with a miserable fail, to fit Yi Long into the empty space in her life.  She fell into the trap that most girls fall into when it came to guys. Even so, while he decided to entertain her, she still felt like something was always missing. Strangely, she finally found the missing piece in Milo. She allowed herself to curl into him on her bed and let sleep drift over her.<br/><br/>She found herself in a strange dream, one that was of her own wedding except it wasn't her wedding. It was the wedding of whom she used to be. It was bizarre. She knew it wasn't her as she was now but it was still her. She wasn't dreaming as in construction a fantasy, but she was reliving what she undoubtedly knew was a memory. It made her blush as she stood there in corporeal form watching over the proceedings taking place.  She was drawn to someone else besides the groom in the room but she could feel her apprehension to look at him to. finally she let herself look at the man she instantly knew as Lengxie. Then she blushed red. The memory rushed into her and she as Xiao Yu discovered that just moments ago that man had undressed her. It was the equivalent of basically making out with someone and the worst part was he reminded her of someone she knew in her current lifetime....someone whom she did makeout with. It made her feel guilty, double guilty.<br/><br/>The wedding was simple, they took the bows as the would. Xiao Yu wondered why she agreed  to sucha simplified and really mismatched wedding ceremony.  When she saw the look on An Bo's face and then her own, it really didn't matter to her anymore. She now knew why Milo had been the one to fill the missing part of her soul.  They were soulmates, a couple that had sought each other out in the next life. It was super romantic. When the memory switched to the bridal chamber, her cheeks flushed she wanted to wake up. But she was curious to see what had happened. Would it be considered voyeurism if she was watching herself with him?  Would it be more like a sextape?<br/><br/>Her questions were left unanswered as she was pulled from her dream by the ringing of her cell phone. How many times it ranged already she had no clue but she had a feeling she would eventually find out.  The important part was to answer the phone call if she could.<br/><br/>"Hello?" It was the last person she wanted to hear from that morning. "Yes we're still looking into things? no I'm not sick. i don't know what happened yesterday, Yi Long.  I fainted, it happens. Are you trying to get me off this case. Look if you want to find whatever the hell it is that is missing because you rather have incompetent people work for you, you need me to locate it for you and you know it." She was getting agitated by Yi Long. "What, are you serious? You're such an asshole!"