Chapter 289 The Sleepyhead
There were too many meanings in those words, and Yan Kui analyzed them frantically, with countless questions flooding her mind.
"You mean I have precognitive dreams like my mom?"
The man replied, "You could say that, but the number of precognitive dreams is limited. The ones your mother couldn't use have all come back to you."
He added, "But you've already used up all your attempts."
Yan Kui's expression was strained; most of her dreams revolved around Wei Yin...
This is too colorful...
He coughed lightly, as if on cue: "Then why does Wei Yin also dream? And why do we keep seeing each other in our dreams?"
The man chuckled softly, "Because of the lamp."
"The lamp? The lamp that was taken from Lingtai Mountain?"
"Yes, the Wei family is extremely powerful, but Wei Wenhan suffers from illness and his love life is too bumpy. A few years ago, the Wei family wanted to avoid such a fate, so they went to great lengths to provide this lamp for Wei Yin."
"The day this lamp is lit will mark the beginning of your shared dream."
Yan Kui blushed a little at his words, because the content of her dream was really too embarrassing to share.
The man seemed to see through Yan Kui's thoughts, leaving only the words: "The destined one, one can both obtain and love."
"The Wei family is sincere and willing, and this is all I can do."
While Yan Kui was still processing what the man had said, she suddenly felt a lightness in her body.
"Wake up when you've had enough sleep."
………
In the pitch-black night, moonlight peeked into the room through the gaps in the curtains.
A peculiar lamp was lit beside the bed.
Resembling both glass and resin, they slowly blend together in an extremely harmonious form.
The light emanating from the lamp was incredibly rich and warm, gently enveloping Yan Kui in every moment of her sleep.
But just as Yan Kui's eyelids twitched slightly, and she was about to wake up...
The lights went out.
Yan Kui felt her breathing become lighter and her strength return.
Slowly opening my eyes, after a brief moment of confusion, memories began to flood back like a tide.
My gaze lingered on the pure white background of the ceiling, then instinctively turned to one side.
Wei Yin was still sleeping next to him.
He turned his head to the side, lying on her right side, his shoulders curled up at an extremely uncomfortable angle.
His arm was outstretched, and his large hand held hers firmly, as if he had never let go.
Yan Kui's gaze gently swept over his sleeping face.
Those eyes, which were originally somewhat sharp, were tightly closed, and beneath them were two obvious dark circles, like ink that couldn't be spread.
His usual clean-cut look was gone; a patch of bluish-black stubble had sprouted on his chin and around his lips, short and hard, making him look disheveled and haggard.
A few strands of hair fell unruly across her forehead, giving her a childlike, disheveled look.
Wei Yin was sleeping very soundly, his breathing heavy and long.
But in that peaceful sleeping face, there seemed to be a faint frown between his brows, a frown that held an unyielding worry and weariness.
Yan Kui quietly turned around, wanting to carefully sketch Wei Yin's sleeping face.
But as soon as he tried to move, Wei Yin opened his eyes.
Those captivating eyes only lingered for a moment before softening again.
Then Yan Kui's vision went dark, and he was pulled into Yan Kui's arms.
The stubble on her forehead was a little prickly, and then her head was lifted up, swaying left and right.
Wei Yin was confirming, confirming whether she was really awake.
Wei Yincai visibly breathed a sigh of relief only after turning her neck until it ached.
"Finally woke up, if he hadn't woken up he really would have broken the world record for the longest sleeper."
Just as Yan Kui was about to ask him how long he had slept, he heard his concerned voice again.
"Do your eyes hurt? You cried for a long time yesterday."
"You've soaked three pillows."
Yan Kui stared at him with her beautiful eyes, listening to Wei Yin speaking in her ear, but she couldn't help but raise her hand and cover his mouth.
She said with a pitiful look, "I'm so hungry."
"Can we talk while we eat?"
Wei Yin suddenly realized what was happening, immediately sat up in bed, kissed her palm, picked her up in a few quick movements, and said with a soft laugh, "Okay, the kitchen always has food prepared, I'll carry you to the dining room."
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