"Qingqing... "
Before the sun had even risen, Huo Jingchen could hear the woman in his arms sobbing softly. Her entire body was curled up into a ball. Under the warm light, her small face was deathly Pale, and her eyelashes were stained with tears. She looked especially pitiful.
Huo Jingchen's large hand landed on her shoulder, and his voice deepened. "Wake Up. "
Zhao Siqing was still in a dream, but the sharp pain on her shoulder pulled her back to reality.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and after blinking, she slowly opened her eyes. She was still in a daze.
Huo Jingchen could not help but be stunned when he met his eyes.
That pair of calm and gentle eyes was now lifeless, with a sense of alienation that kept people at a thousand miles away. In an instant, Huo Jingchen felt as if he had returned to his previous life.
Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple moved slightly. His dark eyes stared at her without daring to make a sound.
Zhao Siqing's line of sight gradually became focused. When she saw the man in front of her clearly, her eyes could not help but turn watery.
So it was a dream... ...
But, was that a dream from his previous life?
Was that ruthless, cold, and Moody Man Really Huo Jingchen, who had been by her side for the past few years?
Zhao Siqing was a little absent-minded. Her gaze fell on the devilish handsome face in front of her, and she could not help but think of the man in the dream again.
The Huo Jingchen in the dream was about a few years older than he was now. He did not look old at all. It was just that the coldness and cruelty in his body was more like a result of the rain of swords and the wind and the frost.
He was more indifferent, more determined, and more unreasonable than he was now.
The two faces gradually overlapped in Zhao Siqing's line of sight.
She knew that her past life was her past life, and this life was this life.
Perhaps the dream was too real and painful for her to separate the dream from the outside world.
Zhao Siqing slowly lowered her eyes and didn't make a sound.
"Qingqing... " Huo Jingchen called her in a low voice uneasily. He could feel the coldness in her attitude.
He knew that she must have dreamt something again, but she wasn't willing to tell him now.
Hearing him speak, Zhao Siqing said softly, "I want to sleep for a while longer. "
A light sentence blocked all the words that Huo Jingchen wanted to say. Zhao Siqing did not wait for his reply. Instead, she turned her back to him and pretended to sleep for a while longer.
However, when she closed her eyes, the scenes in her dreams came one after another. They were more real than ever.
He actually drugged her and aborted their child with his own hands.
How could he be so cruel and decisive.
When she thought of the scene of her falling into his arms and waking up in the hospital bed, Zhao Siqing felt a chill run down her spine. She felt a chill from the bottom of her heart for no reason.
In her past and present life, did she really know her.
Except for the child... ...
Zhao Siqing could not help but think of the dreams she had in the past. Those dreams seemed to be linked together without any clues, so she did not know what had happened.
However, she knew that Huo Jingchen was afraid that she would remember.
Zhao Siqing had always thought that she could ignore it and only look at the present.
However, this dream made her feel cold all over.
She could not help but ask herself, if it was related to the child and every member of his family, could she really ignore it?
Huo Jingchen seemed to be able to sense what she was thinking. He hugged her even tighter from behind, as if he was afraid of losing her in the next second.
Zhao Siqing could feel his unease and nervousness. If it were any other time, she would definitely comfort him.
However, the scene just now only made her sweat profusely, and she felt mentally and physically exhausted.