Chapter 1 : The Man and the Dreamer

"Master, please save my daughter!"

A faint cry of a dying man was heard from the corner of the street. A man holding dearly to a dying child who looks so frail and sick, begging a white haired man to save his daughter. His body was covered in blood, his body so pale and he's barely holding on to his last breath.

"This war robs so much from me, I'm a man who can't even protect my wife and my child", he's hugging his dearest child, trying to keep her safe from the bloody night that destroys the life of many innocence lives.

"Alright, I will take care of her and raise her like my own child", the white haired man finally took the child into his hand.

"Thank you so much, I trust you with her life", with his last breath, he finally smile in relief.

The white haired man look at the child in his arm, who looks confuse and scared.

"I will take you home, we need to treat your wounds."

They pay their last respect to the dead body lying on the street. There is no time for a proper funeral. The scene that night at the town is just too horrible, the whole town was massacred by the enemy's troops who invaded their territory. There are bodies and bloods everywhere, the whole town smells like death.

The child look at the man holding her, trying to understand everything that happens that night.

'Is this a dream? But why does everything looks so real? Few hours ago I was eating ice cream as I walk home from work. When did I fall asleep? I don't even remember reaching home yet.' The more she think about it, the more she's convinced that this is just a dream.

'Yup, just a dream. Oh well, just play along. I might wake up soon.'

They white haired man took the child in his arm and run towards to mountain and deep into the forest, he run so fast like they're flying in the air.

'What a weird dream.' She thought to herself. 'Maybe I can fly too?'

Few hours later, they reach a small cottage deep inside a forest. The white haired man take off her cloth which was soaked in blood and start cleaning her wounds. After washing her wounds, he give her some medicines. It was a long night, she didn't realize when she finally fall asleep.

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"Are you awake, child?" The man stare at the child lying on the bed.

"… err..yes.."

"That's good. You've been sleeping for 3 days, you must be hungry. Let's eat some medicine and I'll make you some porridge."

She stare at him for a long time. 'Hmmm..this men is quite good looking..no, he's so so handsome! More handsome than all those models and artists out there! Ahhhhh! Too bad I'm just a kid in this dream.' She start planning all sorts of things he want to do to this man.

The man came back later with a bowl of scary looking medicine. She stare at the medicine, then the man, then the medicine. She hid her head inside her quilt and start screaming.

"Nooooo! I don't want to die yet!"

'What kind of hell is this? Even in this dream I have to eat medicine?? Don't they know I hate medicines the most??'

"Open your mouth! Drink this medicine. Faster, faster! I'm a very busy man, I have other things to do other than taking care of a brat."

"..Noooo!"

"I'll feed you to the wolf if you don't eat this medicine! Don't waste my effort carrying you back for miles and letting you sleep on my bed! My back hurts sleeping on the ground, okay??"

A small head comes out from the quilt. She looks at the men holding a bowl in his hand. Yup, he's surely a devil! A handsome one on top of that. What a temptations.

"I'll leave this medicine here, by the time I come back, make sure you finish drinking it already."

"….."

The men left the room. Soon after, she smells some nice aroma coming from the kitchen. Her stomach rumble and she saliva run out from her mouth. ' Damn, I'm starving.'

She looks around the room. There's a bed, a chair, a small table with tea pot on it, a wardrobe, and a window. The room look like an ancient traditional oriental style bedroom. The room looks really simple – clean and neat. She took the bowl, smell it, and walk to the window.

'hehehe..I would rather die than drink this poison..'

Then she walk out, staring at the man cooking by the stove.

"Did you finish your medicine? You didn't throw it out the window, didn't you?"

"…"

She look around and saw a table with 4 chairs. She sit down and put the bowl on top of the table, staring attentively at the handsome devil as he walk towards to table and put down few dishes in front of her.

'Damn, this dream is too good! This food smells heavenly! Yup, this man is an ideal husband to be.'

"..are you married?" A small voice full of curiosity suddenly comes out from her mouth.

The man look at her, and smile, "..'yes"

Ahhhh my poor heart…

"Ohhh..Where's your wife then?"

"Child, what is your name?"

" Qiuyue..Ning Qiuyue..", that's her real name is her life.

"Qiuyue.. That's a beautiful name"

"Thank you..What shall I call you, my dear handsome life saver?"

"…."

He walk over to the stove and take a bowl of porridge. He put it down in front of her, take a bowl of rice and hold his chopstick.

"Master. You can call me master. From now on, you will be my discipline, and I will be your master."

"Master.. Ok, handsome devil master." She stare at him and study his face, like a crazy fan girl looking at their idol. Yup, master is so good looking when he's not trying to make me eat medicine.

She stare down at the porridge and start eating. Just when her hand trying to reach the braised chicken in front of her, a pair of chopstick suddenly appear in front of her and stopped her from reaching the braised chicken.

'What's this devil up to now?'

"You just wake up from a 3 days sleep. Your body cannot eat solid food yet. Stick to the porridge. Its filled with medicinal herbs and can aid to strengthen your body."

"Wahhhhhh …! Devil! You're a devil! Let me eat some meat!"

'…. Is this kid refundable? I suddenly regret picking up this brat!'

" If you don't finish your porridge and fall sick again, I'll make you drink medicine 3 times a days!"

" Errrr…nooo…please, I don't want to die yet!"

"Finish your food, then clean up this table and wash the dishes. Do you know how to wash dishes? I don't want to raise a child who only know how to cry and eat!"

She look at him with a round, sad puppy eyes and tears begin to swell.

"Ahh forget it. What should I expect from a little child."