Why did she dream about the scene of her previous life?
Why did she have such a dream... ...
Zhao Siqing said softly, "Huo Jingchen, do you think this dream is a sign of something? Do you think I'll have some kind of disaster in the near future? "
Huo Jingchen's lips parted slightly. He opened and closed his mouth. After a while, he said softly, "No. "
Zhao Siqing leaned against his chest with some reliance. She said softly, "I can't explain why. I just feel an indescribable sadness. My heart seems to hurt. "
Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes to hide the obscurity in his eyes. He said with difficulty, "what else did you dream about? "
Recalling the previous dreams, Zhao Siqing was silent for a while, then she casually told him about it.
As for the dream where she was being pressed under that man's body and was crazily demanding.. Forget about it.
In the quiet and deep night, listening to her gentle voice, Huo Jingchen's hands and feet were cold, and his heart was trembling.
Why would she dream about this?
If this continued.. Would she sooner or later remember everything?
If she remembered.. Wouldn't she... ...
Huo Jingchen felt an indescribable panic at the thought of this.
He had always thought that being reborn was the most generous gift that fate had given him, but he had never thought that there would be a day when she would remember it too.
She hated him so much.. Hated him so much!
Would she never want to see him again.
Huo Jingchen's eyes turned a little dark red at the thought of her cold gaze, as if he was trying his best to control something.
"Huo Jingchen? " Zhao Siqing said softly, slowly looking up at him.
Huo Jingchen came back to his senses and looked directly at the clean and cold face in front of him. His voice was Hoarse as he slowly said, "what? "
Zhao Siqing stared at him and sized him up for a while. When she saw that his face was Pale and the corners of his eyes were a little red, she could not help but ask softly, "are you not feeling well? "
Huo Jingchen paused for a few seconds and said in a low voice, "No. "
Without waiting for him to finish, Zhao Siqing reached out to touch his forehead.
It was not hot, but it was extremely cold.
She reached out and gently touched his big hand. After hesitating for a while, she said softly, "you can sleep on the bed for a while. "
There were no extra blankets in her room. She did not know where Yang Jingqiu had kept the other blankets over the past few years.
If she went out to look for them rashly, she would definitely alarm Yang Jingqiu.
However, if he continued to sleep on the Sofa like this, he would definitely catch a cold.
Zhao Siqing looked at the sky. It was already 4:30 in the morning. It would be bright soon. She was not worried that he would do anything to her.
With this thought in mind, Zhao Siqing decided to get up from his lap.
However, the moment she moved, Huo Jingchen's hands tightened a little. He subconsciously tightened her waist.
Zhao Siqing turned to look at him. Under the dim light, she could vaguely see the uneasiness in his eyes.
His face was Pale, without a trace of blood.
He looked at her absent-mindedly. No one knew what he was thinking.
Zhao Siqing had almost never seen him like this. Although he was temperamental, he did not show it on his face. It was often difficult to judge his thoughts from his expression, and it was even more difficult to guess what he was thinking.
However, at this moment, Zhao Siqing felt a sense of panic and uneasiness from him.
Sensing her gaze, Huo Jingchen slowly lowered his eyes.
Zhao Siqing hesitated for a moment before asking softly, "what's wrong? "
Huo Jingchen pursed his lips slightly, his long eyelashes covering his eyes. He did not make a sound.
Under the dim night sky, Zhao Siqing could feel the sadness and loneliness on his body. It made her feel an indescribable heartache.
She reached out and hugged him back gently, patting his back as if she was comforting a child. She said gently, "don't be afraid, I'm with you. "