Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The whole patch of redness dissipated.
And a beam gradually illuminated the darkness.
…
When Mo Yesi opened his eyes, he was greeted with Qiao Mianmian’s worried expression.
“You’re up.” Qiao Mianmian wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Her brows were knitted together tensely. “What were you dreaming of? I had to call you several times to wake you up.”
She placed a hand on her chest. “You scared me.”
She’d really been startled.
She’d gotten up to drink some water, but when she turned on the bedside lamp, she realized that Mo Yesi was sweating and that he seemed to be in agony.
Guessing that he was having a nightmare, she tried to call him up.
But he didn’t respond even after a few calls.
Thankfully, he got up eventually.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have known how to react.
Mo Yesi wasn’t fully awake yet, and his vision was still a blur. He looked straight at her for a while, and then suddenly reached out to hug her.
Qiao Mianmian lost her balance and landed on him.
Her head was against his chest.
She could hear that Mo Yesi’s racing heart as he held her tight.
Qiao Mianmian could sense that his emotions were a little off.
It must be because of the nightmare.
Although she had no idea what he’d dreamt, at that moment, she obediently and quietly lay against him.
Until Mo Yesi’s heartbeat was regulated again.
The arms around her were now more relaxed.
Qiao Mianmian felt that he was stable and helped herself up slowly with one hand on his chest.
She then lay beside him.
“Did you have a nightmare?” She asked gently.
He was still sweaty.
Qiao Mianmian got some tissues and dabbed his forehead and cheeks.
When she was about to dab his chin, Mo Yesi grabbed her hand and planted a kiss on her palm. He said in his usual low voice, “Why are you up? Did I talk in my sleep and wake you?”
Qiao Mianmian shook her head. “No, I was already up. You weren’t actually talking.”
“What… were you dreaming of?” She hesitated but asked it, anyway.
Mo Yesi’s eyes were still a little bloodshot. He kept quiet for a moment before shaking his head. “Nothing much. Just another nightmare. Don’t bother about me, go back to sleep.”
Qiao Mianmian looked at him suspiciously.
She didn’t believe him.
Was it really just another nightmare?
Given his reaction, it didn’t seem like it was an ordinary nightmare.
But since he wasn’t keen on sharing, she didn’t want to probe further.
“I’m thirsty. I’ll go get some water before I go back to sleep. You want some?”
Qiao Mianmian was prepared to get out of bed.
But Mo Yesi held her down. “You want water? Just stay here, I’ll get it.”
He went to get a huge glass of warm water for her.
Qiao Mianmian received and finished it in one gulp.
She’d wake up from the thirst if she ate heavily-seasoned foods at night.
They had a hotpot dinner earlier in the night, and that was a lot for her usual palate.
Mo Yesi took the empty glass from her and asked gently, “Want some more?”
