The bracelet on Su Ji's wrist glowed in the dark.
In his sleep, Pei Huai furrowed his brows.
Why did he have such a dream after celebrating a nice birthday with Su Ji?
The dream this time was very short, with only a few blurry and flashing images.
He could not even see the person's face clearly, but his intuition told him that it was Su Ji.
She was covered in injuries and was almost torn to pieces.
The pain was so intense that Pei Huai quickly woke up from his dream.
!!
Beside him, Su Ji was also awoken by him, but she was not completely awake. "You seemed to be talking to me in the language of the great Shang just now."
Pei Huai stared at her and watched as she lay down beside him. The blood vessels in his eyes slowly disappeared. "Is that so?"
Su Ji turned to him. "Were you dreaming?"
Pei Huai's expression was tense. He did not tell her about his dream. "I'm sorry for waking you up."
