Feng Yin was like a personal experience, looking at the scene and feeling the pain of suffocation.

But at this moment, she was quickly taken away from the scene of the tragedy by a team of men in black.

I still can't see my face clearly, but I can see their desperate posture with people, and I can see that they are desperate to protect her weak and fight bloodily with others.

"Huh~Huh~~Huh~~~~"

The violent wheezing and the cold sweat like rain made her shiver unconsciously.

"Feng Yin?!"

In the dark, Zhang Yiming listened to her violent panting/breathing, felt the trembling on her body, and raised his voice slightly and cried out worriedly, "Yinyin, calm down." ”

Feng Yin was immersed in a terrible dream, but still didn't hear Zhang Yiming's call.

It's just that the body trembled so much that the whole person shrunk into a ball, helpless and powerless and silently wept.

At this moment, she is like a wanderer in the dark, drifting in a lonely boat in the ocean, with indescribable panic.

Seeing this, Zhang Yiming's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he hurriedly put the flint that had been within reach since her nightmare last time.

Then he reached out and took out a red candle that had been lit at some point from the bottom of the kang cloth under the pillow, and lit it with flint.

Xu is sudden light woke Feng Yin from the darkness, her eyes closed uncomfortably at first, and then slowly opened.

Then he blinked, and then blinked, and then he blinked, and then he looked up at the light.

And when Zhang Yiming saw Feng Yin's face at this time, his heart slammed down.

"Groan?"

The man's voice raised slightly, but his body tried to move towards the woman's side, his arm stretched out, and he raised his voice in a soft tone, "Feng Yin, give me your hand." ”

Feng Yin's curled up body trembled again, but as if she had just woken up from a nightmare, she looked at the big hand that stretched out into her sight.

The big hand in her sight reminded her of the dream just now, the pair of hands that picked her up and escaped.

Tears rolled down without warning.

"Feng Yin? Moaning? Moan! ”

The woman's tears made Zhang Yiming's heart seem to be pinched by an invisible hand, and he felt distressed and pityful, "Feng Yin! Give me your hand. ”

At this moment, Zhang Yiming was extremely remorseful, why did he get hurt? Why can't you move freely?

Damn, what the hell is going on?

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Zhang Yiming moved her body with difficulty, and finally held her hand holding her knee in the palm of her hand.

Feeling the cold shiver on her hands, the strength of the man's hands increased a little more, as a way to comfort her.

The voice is even more powerful: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you for the rest of your life, don't be afraid, with me, I will protect you." ”

The temperature on his hands warmed Feng Yin's sad and fragile heart a little bit.

She blinked at the speaker, her sharp gasps eased slightly, and her tears slowly stopped.

"I ...... You ......"

Feng Yin opened her mouth and blinked at the anxious and worried face, "What...... What's wrong? ”

When Zhang Yiming heard her say this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice, "Have you had nightmares again?" ”

Feng Yin was a spirit, as if he had just come back to his senses.

Only then did I realize that I was drenched and drenched in cold sweat.

And Zhang Yiming had already rolled off his futon, and the whole person was so close to him.

She exclaimed and rolled over: "Ah, how can you move? ”

But with this move, Feng Yin found that his whole person was out of strength, and his body shook.

"Feng Yin, you don't care about me."

Zhang Yiming stopped her, "Hurry up and cover yourself in the quilt, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Feng Yin glanced at him speechlessly: "If you really care about me, you shouldn't sleep so dishonestly." ”