Worried

He turned his head and with the help of the moonlight, he saw Wufu's extremely unsightly sleeping posture. One foot was on Sifu's body and the other was on Sanfu's body. No matter which older brother, he had to remind himself that they were still fine in this life. The moment he stopped counting his breath, fear would slowly seep in. After a while, he finally calmed down.

The memories of his past life were deeply ingrained in his mind.

"Xue Yan, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Xue Sifu woke up when he noticed movement beside him. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Xue Yan shivering as if he couldn't calm down.

"Yes." Xue Yan said honestly. "I'm fine now. You can go back to sleep," he said.

"Okay." And so, Xue Sifu fell asleep again.

Xue Yan tried to lie down again, but after a while, he couldn't fall asleep. He got up and got off the bed quietly. He then walked out of the room that was supposed to be a kitchen.