The next day, Zhao Siqing woke up under a heavy pressure, almost suffocating.
Slowly opening her eyes and looking at the handsome face in front of her, Zhao Siqing gradually came back to her senses.
That night, she slept particularly uncomfortably.
Huo Jingchen held her hand the whole night and never let go. He kept her firmly in his arms, so that Zhao Siqing could not restrain herself. She felt like there was a huge stone pressing on her chest, tired and tired.
Zhao Siqing let out a sigh of relief and lowered her head, wanting to take his hand away from her waist.
She gently placed her hand on his big hand and carefully pushed away a few fingers. She tried to take his hand away.
Huo Jingchen frowned unhappily and subconsciously pulled her into his arms.
Zhao Siqing:"...". ...
After struggling for a while, Zhao Siqing finally let go of her hand and simply stared at him in a daze.
Yesterday, he said that they had had a past life.
Could people really have a few lifetimes of marriage?
What were they like in their past life... ...
Zhao Siqing could not help but think of those absurd dreams again. She thought of the man in the dream.
Was that really him?
Thinking of how he had imprisoned her at home, the pair of anklets he had given her, and his last tears, Zhao Siqing's gaze was a little complicated.
To her, those were still dreams.
Other than being in a trance at the moment of the dream, it was hard to truly empathize with them.
Zhao Siqing did not know what would happen to them in the future, but she was a little worried that the things in the dream would happen again.
At that moment, Huo Jingchen suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at the woman in his arms.
His heart tightened when he saw the complicated look in her eyes.
She would still care, right.. It was impossible for her to be completely indifferent... ...
The current dream was just the tip of the iceberg to them in those ten years.
If she really remembered everything one day, would she no longer have her current softness and hesitation? would she still be willing to stay by his side?
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and subconsciously became nervous. Her body also became very tense and a little stiff.
Sensing her reaction, Huo Jingchen pursed his thin lips and looked at her without making a sound.
A moment later, Zhao Siqing gradually relaxed. She looked at him and asked softly, "will we be different from our dreams? "
Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple moved slightly. His eyes were dark as he said slowly, "yes. "
"Will you lock me up? "
Huo Jingchen's lips moved slightly as he said softly, "No. "
Hearing this, Zhao Siqing lowered her eyes slightly and did not make another sound.
She thought that no matter what had happened in the past, at least it was different now.
Huo Jingchen pressed her little head into his arms. His gaze was deep and somewhat troubled.
Perhaps she didn't know, but he could see it clearly.
She was able to be so calm and calm not because she could forgive and accept it. In the end, it was because the past was just a dream to her.
There were no complete memories, no real empathy, and not even that strong love and hate.
There was no disappointment, no expectation, no time spent in those ten years, and no day-to-day pressure.
Other than those dreams being the only connection, she was more like a bystander listening to a story.
Huo Jingchen's throat tightened, and he hugged her even tighter.
This realization made him uneasy, and it made him even more afraid.
It was like fate hanging high above your head at all times.
And you don't know when this guillotine will fall, nor do you know what fate will be waiting for you after it falls.