Chu Liuyue didn't sleep well that night.
She seemed to have had a long dream…
In the dream, many scenes appeared, but everything disappeared in a ball of flames in the end.
When Rong Xiu arrived, he saw Chu Liuyue lying in her bed. Her brows were knitted, and she was curled up into a ball, muttering to herself.
The moonlight that came in through the window elongated his silhouette. Half of Rong Xiu's face was hidden, and his eyes were deep, but it seemed like a cold fire was burning in them.
He walked over and wrapped her in his arms.
Chu Liuyue was like a desert traveler that had found an oasis. She instinctively inched closer to him.
Rong Xiu bent down and kissed her forehead. "Don't be afraid; I'm here."
Chu Liuyue gripped the front of his robe tightly. Her eyes were closed, but a tear slid down her face.
Rong Xiu swallowed that tear, and bitterness spread on his tongue.
