Chapter 1829 Hell
"If I grab it too hard, it might break, but I don't dare grab it too lightly, because if I do, it might float away."
He raised his head in the dim light and looked at Cheng Yuqing with his deep black eyes that were almost blue. There was a silence in his eyes that was almost dead.
"I have nothing left, aunt."
"My last wish in this life is just to live an ordinary and happy life with her."
"If I lose her again because of my own problems, I'll die."
"But if I continue to worry about everything like this, I'll become a complete psychopath."
"Auntie, what should I do?"
Cheng Yuqing sat behind the table, staring blankly at the man in front of her who was calmly asking for help. She blinked and turned her head away, quietly wiping away the tears that fell involuntarily.
"Do you still have nightmares now? Even once in a while?"
When she turned around again, she looked very professional.
Cheng Zhiyuan seemed to have not noticed her turning her head to wipe her tears, and replied quietly,
"Yes, I dream about many things from the past."
"What are they?"
The man lowered his eyes and pulled the corners of his lips.
"Mom's arm was returned, Dad's body was found,"
He raised his eyes and looked out the window at Cheng Yuqing's regretful expression. The rain hit the branches that had grown for many years, making crackling sounds.
His eyes penetrated the vast rain curtain, and seemed to penetrate time to see the overlapping figures of the young man and his growth.
"I also dreamed about the years I grew up in the Cheng family, and the comrades and brothers who died while I was on missions abroad..."
"Is there nothing to be happy about?"
Cheng Yuqing finally couldn't help interrupting him. The man turned around, seemed to think for a moment, and smiled.
"Does it count as meeting her for the first time? But it's not a happy thing."
"For me, it was an unforgettable first encounter, but for her, it was a disaster. How could I, the culprit who caused her to lose her mother, dare to be happy?"
Cheng Yuqing felt a pain in his throat for a moment.
She wanted to say, "How could it be your fault? It was clearly your grandfather, my father, who caused the disaster."
But she couldn't say this, so she had to ask the next question.
"Do you have these dreams when she sleeps next to you?"
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"What if she's not with you?"
"Do more,"
Cheng Zhiyuan's calm voice seemed to be telling a story that had nothing to do with him.
"If she's not with me, I always dream that she's had an accident, or got hurt by the equipment on the set, or fell off the wire, or someone secretly put something in her food, just like before in Yungang..."
"But every time I have this dream, I can't wake up. I always have to watch myself return to Xia Yunduan's funeral, watching her lying in the cold wooden coffin, but I can't do anything."
Cheng Yuqing simply couldn't imagine what kind of hell that was. She was so worried that she almost worried that she would choke to death while drinking water.
Her throat was choked for a long time before she slowly sighed.
She looked at Cheng Zhiyuan in front of her and almost wanted to reach out and touch his head.
But the man has been powerful for too long. Almost since he was fifteen years old, he has been a person that everyone respects and even fears.
She had almost forgotten the days when she held him in her arms and played with him when he was a child, and casually touched his head.
I only remember that the little boy at that time had fluffy and soft hair, which was completely different from his cold and aloof appearance later on.
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