Li Xianyu had died before. His first awakening was when he was thrown from the roof on the 20th floor and smashed into a mosaic, thus awakening his self-healing ability.
But at that time, when he was dragged onto the roof, his great-grandmother was still sleeping in her bedroom soundly... No, maybe she had a dream too? However, they didn't know each other well at that time. The two of them hadn't reached the point where they could cuddle, where she smelt his body fragrance and he leaned on her chest.
"Last time I died, did you have a dream?" Li Xianyu said in a deep voice.
"No, no… As long as I dream, you will die. Your father was the same, but I couldn't help it." Great-Grandma shook her head forcefully.
She looked very scared, and no longer had the usual "I'm Great-Grandma" pride.
Li Xianyu's last glimmer of luck was gone, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
Great-Grandma's prediction? Dream divination?
