Mu Liang, don't blame me.
I just love you too much!
Qiao Xia, in a daze, had a nightmare.
She dreamed of a wedding.
The backdrop was a church filled with lilies, her father leading her toward the groom, Mu Liang, who was in a groom's suit, standing beside the priest, smiling at her. A sweet, blissful smile spread across Qiao Xia's face.
Suddenly, Mu Liang had a gun in his hand, its dark muzzle aimed at her father.
The gunshot rang out, and her father fell down abruptly, his chest torn open with a large hole, blood flowing everywhere.
"Dad, no, Dad, Daddy ..." Qiao Xia broke out in a cold sweat, tightly clutching the sheets, her fingers nearly piercing through to the mattress below, sweat soaking her hair as she was trapped in the nightmare, unable to escape.
Mu Liang hurriedly opened the door; Doctor Shen was already there.
