When the simple dinner was concluded, Zhong Feng escorted Hu Lei to her bedroom. She did not protest though the night was young. In truth, she did not want to go to bed. She was not sleepy, and she did not want to be alone even if her room was spacious and gently lighted, unlike the prison cell.
She had an unrelenting fear that once she woke up, she would find herself chained in a cold prison. Everything still felt surreal. Only in her wildest dreams had she dared to think of anyone coming for her, rescuing her. She had always been the one who rescued.
The possibility that someone cared for her this much was almost impossible to conceive. She could not help worrying that once her eyes were closed, the illusion would break. That once again, she would be all alone in the world.
