"Yuan Jun! Why are you frowning when you sleep? Are you having a nightmare?"
Jun could hear the worried question, and slowly, he opened his previously closed eyes. The next sight that came into his eyes was the worried-looking figure of Zhang Hei, and he seemed stunned by what he saw.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Zhang Hei continued to ask him even after he opened his eyes, and he could feel how the long-haired man gently stroked his hair with his big hand.
Jun finally regained his composure after hearing the man's gentle voice, and he slowly shook his head before replying, "I can't say that it was a nightmare."
Zhang Hei's hand movements stopped after hearing his answer. "If it wasn't a nightmare, then why were you frowning while sleeping? What kind of dream were you having?" He asked again.
