The moonlight was like water, streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows and casting a distant glow on the floor, reflecting the figure lying in bed.
Everything seemed so tranquil.
The person on the big bed appeared to be having a not-so-good dream, their brows furrowing tightly, uneasily turning over.
"Ah..." Yun Ya suddenly shouted and abruptly sat up in bed.
Tiny, crystalline beads of sweat covered her forehead, her eyes wide open, staring into the void of darkness, pupils dilated, the fear in her eyes not yet dispelled, her lips trembling slightly.
She hurriedly turned her head, but the space beside her was empty, and she suddenly started to panic.
"Brother Yan...."
In haste, she jumped barefoot off the ground and stumbled out.
Her panicked expression and hurried footsteps seemed as if a terrifying devil was chasing her from behind.
