Suddenly, her nose tingled inexplicably and her eyes heated up. Burrowed in the couch, she reached out her hand and said in a soft, glutinous voice, "Hug."
Lu Xiao: "..."
Seeing her ask for a hug like a child, his heart melted into a mess, how could he refuse?
He simply picked her up horizontally from the couch.
Wen Xian snuggled against him in his embrace, seemingly scared by the dream she had just experienced. But not wanting Lu Xiao to worry, she still said, "…It's nothing, I just dreamed that I was waiting for your return, endlessly waiting without you coming back…"
In reality, she had dreamed of an explosion.
The heatwave from the explosion, even in the dream, felt as if it was burning her alive.
But who was at the center of the explosion...?
Some things are forgotten upon waking, and she couldn't remember clearly anymore.
