385 Chapter 385: You Hug me

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Zhao Siqing woke up crying. When she opened her eyes, her pillow was completely wet.

She looked out of the window at the slightly Pale sky and felt a pain in her heart.

Zhao Siqing slowly got up. She was still immersed in that dream and could not come back to her senses for a long time.

Why did she always have dreams related to that man?

And it was such a strange dream... ...

Was she dead in the dream?

Zhao Siqing was in a daze for a while. She looked in the direction of the weak light and saw Huo Jingchen lying on her small sofa with a pillow in his arms.

Because the SOFA was too small and he was tall, he seemed to be very uncomfortable. His eyebrows were knitted together.

Zhao Siqing slowly got up, stepped on the carpet with her bare feet, and quietly walked to the SOFA.

She squatted down beside him and gently shook his hand. "Huo Jingchen... "

Huo Jingchen did not seem to be sleeping very well. When he heard the noise, his eyebrows furrowed even more. A few seconds later, he slowly opened his sharp Phoenix Eyes.

He looked up and saw Zhao Siqing squatting beside him in a white bubble-sleeved nightgown. Her small face was Pale, but her eyes were red and swollen. She looked particularly heartbreaking.

Zhao Siqing's eyes were still red. She looked at him and said softly, "you hug me. "

Huo Jingchen gradually woke up. His heart softened. He carried her to his lap and whispered, "what's wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable? "

As he said that, he raised his hand to check her temperature on her forehead.

He had checked her temperature two hours ago. He shouldn't have a fever.

His big hand was slightly cold, but it felt particularly comfortable on her forehead. It made the confused Zhao Siqing wake up a little.

She leaned into his embrace and lowered her eyes, saying softly, "I had a nightmare. I was sad. "

Zhao Siqing could not explain why. It was just a dream, but she seemed to be trapped in the sadness of the dream, unable to recover for a long time.

Huo Jingchen furrowed his brows, his large hand fell on her head and gently stroked her hair, asking in a low voice, "what did you dream about? "

Hearing his question, Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said, "I dreamed... I died. There was a lot of blood. "

Her voice was very soft, and her gaze was a little far away, as if she was immersed in some kind of thought and could not extricate herself.

Huo Jingchen's body stiffened a little. The big hand that was holding her gradually tightened. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was low and hoarse. "dreams are reversed. Don't let your imagination run wild. "

Zhao Siqing did not say anything. She just felt an indescribable sense of familiarity when she thought of the man in the dream.

However, every time she woke up from the dream, her feelings for that man seemed to be pulled away, and it was always difficult for her to remember too much.

Huo Jingchen pressed her small head against his chest, and his chin pressed against her head. He said in a low voice, "you've been too tired recently. I'll take you out for a walk in a few days. "

Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds before she shook her head and said softly, "I dreamt of a luxurious villa. I dreamt of a man whose face I couldn't see clearly. I shot myself in front of him... I dreamt that I was covered in blood and died in his arms... "

Hearing her words, Huo Jingchen's entire body froze. He looked ahead with tears in his eyes, but his gaze was unfocused.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and a chill rose from his tailbone, gradually spreading to every inch of his blood. It made his throat tighten, and he felt an unspeakable sense of unease.

Zhao Siqing leaned against his chest and said softly, "I always dream about that man and that villa... every time it's a different scene, but it's always so real that I wonder if I've really experienced it before. "

Huo Jingchen's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he was unable to speak.

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