It's too hot...
It's going to catch fire...
The man seemed to sense something and propped himself up on his arms slowly.
Wen Zhi suddenly snapped awake, her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably. No... not another dream like that day...
She was so scared, she instinctively pushed with her hand.
But soon, the hand she struggled with was caught by the man's broad palm and raised above her head, forcing her back to arch slightly and her chest to be pushed up a bit.
In the darkness, nothing could be seen clearly, only the senses were magnified to the extreme, with the man's rough breath enveloping her, getting hotter and hotter.
"Don't!" Wen Zhi was terrified, her tone trembling beyond recognition.
Far from letting her go, the man restrained her even tighter, his deep voice questioning, "Who are you?"
Wen Zhi froze.
It was the same voice as that day.
He was asking the same question as in the dream that day.
It really was that dream...
