But it is not the heat of physiological body temperature, but the heat from external burning.

Sheng Yuan heard a crackling sound next to her ears, which was the same sound as dry wood breaking when it was burned by flames.

She was awakened by the thick smoke.

Open your eyes——

There was fire all over the sky in front of me.

Everything around was burning, and burning materials collapsed from time to time.

Sheng Yuan was trapped in a corner, black smoke kept pouring in, and the fire was growing bigger and bigger.

The high temperature caused burning pain on the skin and breathing gradually became difficult.

The feeling was so immersive and real, with no way to escape. Sheng Yuan was about to be burned to death here, but he didn't have the slightest fear of dying.

She was completely calm.

Because I know that there is a high probability that I will have a strange dream again.

She was conscious in this dream.

As flames rose before her eyes, she began to look around carefully, trying to understand why she dreamed of an unfamiliar environment that she had no impression of, and then experienced a fire.

Suddenly, someone called her name.

Very loud, and the tone was anxious.

The owner of the voice found her. He squatted down, stretched out his hands and picked her up, holding her in his arms, talking to her over and over again, telling her not to be afraid and not to fall asleep.

Sheng Yuan was not afraid at all, but listening to his pleasant voice, she felt inexplicably at ease.

She was carried to a safe place - the windowsill leading to the only exit.

It was at this time.

Sheng Yuan raised her head.

In the bright firelight, a cold face was seen.

"don't want--!"

Sheng Yuan suddenly sat up from the bed.

Still in shock, he met eyes that were exactly the same dark as the one in his dream.

Shi Yan was the first to notice Sheng Yuan's anxious mumbling.

The hand that was originally holding hers was clasped tightly by her, and her slender fingertips turned white.

After turning on a wall lamp, Shi Yan sat down on the bedside from the stool. He leaned closer to Sheng Yuan with a worried look and asked her in a gentle voice, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Yuan didn't say anything.

Her eyes were still wet, and she looked at Shi Yan, obviously not yet in a daze.

The next second, she stretched out her hand, sat up, hugged him and buried her head in his neck.

Shi Yan took the initiative to lean down to let Sheng Yuan hug him more conveniently, and he hugged her back, leaning close to her ear, thinking of the two words she just shouted, and slowly asked, "Yes, did you have a dream? A bad dream?"

Sheng Yuan nodded.

A muffled voice came from Shi Yan's shoulder, "It's a nightmare. A very terrible nightmare."

Shi Yan did not ask Sheng Yuan what she dreamed about. He just stayed quiet for a while, then comforted her and told her.

"Sheng Yuan, dreams are all fake, don't take them seriously."

Shi Yan had his back to her, so he didn't notice that Sheng Yuan was looking at the shoulder of the man in the dream that was hit by the crossbar. After seeing that it was intact, she felt relieved and whispered in agreement, "Yeah, they're all fake." -When Shi Yan and Sheng Yuan went downstairs, Aunt Qu was sitting in the living room with Jiang Yu, who had just finished his nap, having afternoon tea.

On the plate in front of Jiang Yu was a half-eaten apple pie.

When she saw Sheng Yuan, her eyes immediately lit up.

"Little Kite."

Jiang Yu enthusiastically took Sheng Yuan's hand and sat next to him. His face was filled with childish happiness. He told Sheng Yuan that he really liked the apple pie and puffs she made. (End of this chapter)