"I'm sorry, I lost my composure!" Xie Jue said softly, having snapped out of the nightmare.
Fang Chuning let go of him, the cold sweat on Xie Jue was brushed away by the mountain wind, carrying a chilling sensation. Xie Jue felt as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff, one step forward would lead to an abyss.
"I heard that those trapped in nightmares are quite peculiar, always repeating the same dream. Is it hard for you to break free? Do you often have such nightmares about me getting burned to death in the fire, constantly waking up from them?" Fang Chuning asked, "You..."
How many times have you had such nightmares?
When he was recovering in Jiangnan, when his life and death were unknown, when everyone told him Fang Chuning was dead, how did Xie Jue manage? Did he keep repeating such nightmares?
