He scratched the arm of the man lying in front of him.
I couldn't see who was lying there, I could only see that the skin of the arm was white and had thick body hair.
In the dream, the world seemed to be muted.
Can't hear any sound.
Can't feel other people's pain.
The man lying on the ground also looked like he was dead, motionless.
He let the sharp knife cut bloody wounds on his arm.
He Yanchen felt an unprecedented fear in his heart.
He wanted to go over and stop "himself", but his legs felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds and he couldn't move.
He struggled desperately.
When he came to his senses again, the knife was suddenly in his hand, and the person lying in front of him was already a bloody mess.
No vital signs.
"He Yanchen."
He Yanchen heard someone calling him.
When I look back.
I saw Liu Nian standing beside me.
The woman was holding an old-fashioned video recorder, the black lens facing him...
“Delete it!”
He Yanchen realized something, stood up and tried to grab the camera from the woman.
The woman was very close to him.
He reached out and easily grabbed the woman's hand holding the camera.
He wanted to take the camera away, but the device seemed to be fixed on the woman's hand.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take it away.
"He Yanchen."
"He Yanchen, wake up..."
"It hurts, wake up..."
As He Yanchen was struggling to snatch the camera, the woman's pleading voice rang in his ears over and over again.
When he opened his eyes...
In front of me was Lin Zhixing’s face.
His hand was tightly grasping Lin Zhixing's wrist, and the other hand was pinching her fingers.
The woman was in so much pain that her face was covered with tears.
Lin Zhixing had already gotten out of bed. When she saw the man open his eyes, she felt his hand being released.
She withdrew her hand without hesitation and took a step back.
Completely out of the control of men.
She put her wrists behind her back, looked at the man lying motionless on the bed, and asked cautiously, "Are you awake?"
"Sorry." He Yanchen sat up and stretched out his hand. "Is your wrist okay? Let me see."
Lin Zhixing lowered his eyes and looked at the man's outstretched hand.
I am still scared of what happened just now.
She stood still and asked him, "What did you dream about?"
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