"Lin Guanghui, you killed me, you killed our child, and I will kill you too, to pay for my and our child's deaths! Lin Guanghui, prepare to die!"

"No! No! Don't come any closer!"

Lin Guanghui shouted three times and suddenly threw off the blanket, startling Shen Tengfei and Niu Kuncheng, who were reading a book next to him.

Niu Kuncheng asked in a displeased tone, "Lin Zhiqing, what's wrong with you? You suddenly pulled off the covers and screamed, trying to scare me to death!"

Wang Qiang was also in the room and saw Lin Guanghui covered in sweat, looking shaken.

"Lin Zhiqing, did you have a nightmare?"

Lin Guanghui had just gotten into bed, and he was already dreaming?

Lin Zhiheng was afraid that he would give himself away, so he tried hard to calm himself down and control his expression.

"Yes, yes, I had a nightmare."

"You fall asleep way too fast," Niu Kuncheng said casually. "I can start dreaming as soon as I lie down."

"I was probably too tired and exhausted, so I fell asleep as soon as I lay down."

The other educated youths stopped discussing the topic, but Lin Guanghui was still extremely flustered.

He didn't reveal what happened in his dream this time, and he's been living here ever since. He's afraid that if he dreams of Tong Jiaojiao again one day, he might confess in the dream that he killed her, and then he'll be finished.

No, he has to move out of here, or escape from this place, go far away. Even if they find out he's the murderer of Tong Jiaojiao, they won't be able to find him.

Lin Zhiheng and Grandma Li took He Lanlan back to the residence of Lin Qingyan and the other two. Lin Zhiheng was dazed and speechless. As soon as he entered the door, he went to feed the rabbit grass.

Grandma Li smiled and said, "This child!"

She invited Helanlan into the house and poured her some water.