In dreams, Li Qiyu drowned in the sea, her long hair floating with light bubbles, softly calling to him.
"Bo Yeyuan... Bo Yeyuan... Bo Yeyuan save me... I didn't kill anyone, why does no one believe me? Only I am the vilest, the worst, the most deserving of death... If I die, will you be happy..."
Bo Yeyuan's chest rose and fell violently, as if suffocating, choking his entire thorax.
He reached out to grab her, but suddenly woke up from the bed, his upper body naked, drenched in sweat.
Outside the window was the dark chaos of a violent storm, yet he seemed to see a glimmer of dawn. The rising curtain swayed like the skirt of the young girl, Li Qiyu, as if she were hiding behind it, stealing glances at him.
Bo Yeyuan got out of bed barefooted, staggering towards her.
Li Qiyu's face was covered in tears, holding a crystal Leo box in her hands, the mainspring turning and playing a melody...
"Bo Yeyuan, our child is dead..."
