Chapter 113.3: Dream from the Past Life
His tears fell upon her neck, hot and scalding.
But she had not known that he would lose his calm just because of her, to shed such precious tears.
That this man who did not even know how to smile would one day actually cry.
“Little Ye, I am suddenly regretting bringing you back.” The woman said as she looked straight into his eyes. After that statement came out, the expression on his face froze.
“If I had not brought you back here, you might have been able to live a life without worry. Ever since you came to follow me by my side, you’ve suffered so much. And after I die, it is not known what those people would do to you. I really cannot help worrying for you…..”
He then growled like a trapped beast. “You will not die! You cannot die!”
“Even if you are in hell, I will be with you! No matter where you are, I will find you!” He held her tightly in his arms, like his mind was about to break. “You said that you will never abandon me. You lied! You’re a liar!”
“Promise me that you’ll….. live well.”
“I don’t want that~”
Behind layer upon layer of curtains, a hand with clear distinct joints reached out, a hand long and slender with smooth fair skin.
The man slowly sat himself up in bed, his dark green eyes like those of a wild beast still tinged with a slight blur from having just awoken. As the fogginess cleared and faded away, a bottomless bone piercing chill could then be seen within the eyes.
Ever since he met with Qing Yu, he had seldom come to be haunted by these nightmares. But today…..
And it was this same dream. Could it be an ominous sign?
His feet bare and wearing just his thin black inner robe, he stepped onto the icy cold floor, his thick luxurious silver hair a stark contrast against his black clothes, a dreamily beautiful sight.
His emotionless gaze fell upon the tall tree outside. A lot of its leaves had been blown off its branches by the wind. It was already autumn.
It would be this season that he would be able to see his girl again, and never will they part again.
But the dream that had come so suddenly caused him to feel perplexed and uneasy once again. Was something about to happen that concerned Little Yu’s safety?
The flurry of falling leaves was like an old man with death looming near, his remaining life hanging precariously that was about to come to an end. Fallen leaves returning to its roots, to await a new life in the next year.
The green beastly eyes suddenly surged up tempestuously, every inch of the aura around his entire body freezing up into ice. The fallen leaves started to harden up in a blink where the leaves falling down through the air froze before they even reached the ground. The sun’s ray shone upon them, scintillating into multi coloured light, beautiful and breathtaking.
But in the very next instant, all of that broke and shattered, turning into tiny crushed ice crystals, to disappear into nothing.
