Xia Ning could not sleep well that night. She had a dream.
In her dream, Jin Yan was walking towards her with a knife in his hand. His expression was cold as he accused her of forcing him into a corner. She wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, he stabbed the knife into her chest without giving her any chance to speak.
"Jin Yan!" Xia Ning suddenly screamed and sat up.
She looked around. It was pitch black, and only then did she realize that she was in the bedroom. She held her forehead with her hand, and cold sweat kept breaking out.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Yu sat up and asked as he held onto her shoulders. He turned on the bedside lamp.
Xia Ning looked at him and shook her head."I'm fine." Her voice was trembling.
Qiao Yu looked at her pale face and furrowed his brows,"are you feeling unwell?"
"I just had a nightmare!" Xia Ning hugged Qiao Yu."I want to hug you."
"Yes." Qiao Yu stretched out his arms and hugged Xia Ning.