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When He Tiantian got home, she felt somewhat tense and had some difficulty falling asleep.
During the night, there were a few times when she clutched Huo Yingjie's arm tightly, drawing warmth from Huo Yingjie's body, only feeling at ease when she sensed someone beside her and gradually relaxing completely.
Huo Yingjie gave a wry smile, Tiantian was dreaming again.
But in her dreams, he wondered if he was there?
Huo Yingjie hoped he was, but at the same time, he feared it.
Huo Yingjie hadn't fallen asleep, just gently patting He Tiantian's back.
Initially troubled by nightmares, He Tiantian gradually calmed down, her breathing becoming steady.
Huo Yingjie was conflicted, but he knew this was something He Tiantian had to go through by herself. Although he could directly seal He Tiantian's mind, her past experiences were a part of her, and he couldn't make decisions on her behalf arbitrarily.
