Perhaps the secret that was pressing on my heart was explained by Shi Sang, and the slightly tense nerves in Lin Er's brain also relaxed. After counting the sheep for a while, his brain became vaguely sleepy.

Before he fell asleep, Lin Er's last thought was to use his cell phone to open a puff on his head when he saw Xie Yan tomorrow.

Late at night, everything was silent, the earth fell into a deep sleep, the whole snow-capped mountain was silent, only the mountain breeze passing through the hall wandered around in the empty alley.

At two o'clock in the morning, Xie Yan woke up in a nightmare.

It's this dream again.

I have been bothering him for more than ten years, but it seems that I will still have to bother him with his dreams for the rest of his life.

The picture in the dream is black and white, but the bright red blood on the ground is like the red rose grown from the spikes on the chest of a nightingale, which makes people's eyes hurt and becomes the only color in the dream.

The woman in a white nightgown looked like a ragdoll who had been smashed to pieces, lying faintly on the ground, her limbs twitched due to rapid blood loss, and her eyes protruded slightly outward due to lack of oxygen, looking like a dying fish.

The empty eyes kept staring at him until his heart stopped beating completely.

She did it on purpose.

Xie Yan broke free from the nightmare, and a thin layer of sweat was already on his back. His fingers were cold, his eyelashes were completely soaked in cold sweat. Even the blood flowing in his body seemed to be frozen, making him unable to breathe.

A huge suffocation enveloped the heart, and the shadows covered the sky and pressed down hard. The invisible cold seemed to penetrate into every pore of the superficial skin. Xie Yan could hardly breathe, and his fingers holding the bed sheet had already grasped the joints until they turned white.

The wind and snow were isolated outside the window, and in the huge room, it was so quiet that only he could hear his rapid and intermittent breathing.

I don’t know how long it took, but the room finally became silent again.

Xie Yan closed his eyes vigorously, slowly breathed flat, and sat up from the bed.

He didn't turn on the light, but just lit a cigarette and sat silently on the head of the bed.

Nicotine stimulated his nerves and forced him to wake up. He blinked his eyes very slowly, and the mist covered in his pupils quickly dissipated.

Xie Yan looked at the scarlet fireworks beating between his fingers indifferently

The night is vast, and the darkness seems to be with him like a shadow, and there seems to be only these scattered lights around him, but they are about to be destroyed.

The nightmare was deeply entangled with nerves, and Su Wan's hysterical scream seemed to echo in her ears. Xie Yan couldn't tell whether she was still in her dream now.

Or, dreaming or waking up seems to be no different from him.

He is already living in a nightmare.

Xie Yan didn't have much memory of his mother. He was too young at that time and many of his memories were blurred. However, the moment Su Wan jumped off the building was deeply engraved in his mind and became a nightmare that he could not escape for years.

Xie Yan still remembers the last sentence Su Wan left him. The woman's eyebrows and eyes were filled with resentment and hatred, and she looked at him word by word.

"I hate him and you, and I want to take you to die with you, but death is too easy. You have to live and atone for your sins. I want you and Xie Heng to suffer for the rest of your life."

She did it, and Xie Yan watched her jump down from the rooftop.
Chapter completed!