“Pfft…”
“Don’t you dare invade my territory!” Gong Fan’s eyes were bloodshot as he thrust the dagger towards Youyou. Even though this was a dream, the pain of his chest being pierced was excruciating and so unbelievably real.
Youyou winced in pain and could barely speak. He felt the sharp point of the dagger dig into his chest as if it were trying to rip through his thin body… The dagger plunged into him repeatedly, till blood was splattered everywhere…
The boy woke up with a start. He opened his eyes and drew in a deep breath until his blurry vision cleared. He could see clearly now. He was lying in bed with the overhead light of the bedroom above him. His father and her mother were standing nervously in front of the bed. Alice was watching him closely, drenched in a cold sweat from observing his repeated screams.
The boy glanced out the window. It was dusk.
He had fallen asleep and before he knew it, he had been struggling with dreams all afternoon. Although he had slept, this dream made him even more exhausted. He leaned against the headboard weakly, his body drenched in cold sweat.
Little Yichen sat at the edge of the bed, his heart aching and uneasy at the sight of Youyou’s pale face.
Youyou was beyond exhausted. The dream was so real that he was in a daze even after he had woken up. He recalled Gong Fan’s ruthless and cold expression in his dream and could not stop trembling.
Yun Shishi glanced at Alice, who acquiesced. Her heart aching, she went to the boy and held him close. “Did you have a nightmare, Youyou? Don’t be afraid. Mommy is here. Mommy is with you.”
The boy weakly embraced her and finally broke down, tears rolling down his face. It was rare to see Youyou in tears, and Yun Shishi was even more bewildered by this.
“What exactly happened?”
