Why is it ...... Everything that happened was beyond her knowledge, and she couldn't imagine the misfortunes that befell Meiyi.

However, these blood stains alone were enough to make her feel uncomfortable.

She felt extremely sorry for Mingyi, she burst into tears, couldn't bear to escape from the bathroom, and ran to the balcony to seek a trace of fresh air that could breathe for her-

…… In the middle of the night, An Qin, who was in a daze, was awakened by the sound of dreams and cries coming from the guest room, and she entered the room uneasily.

Mingyi closed his eyes, tugged at the quilt with tears on his face, and struggled in a terrible dream.

"Don't, don't......" He begged for mercy like a dying creature caught by a wild beast, his brow full of pain and despair.

He fell into the whirlpool of nightmares, trembling and pale.

"Mingyi?" An Qin approached him, and she wanted to shake him awake, but Wu's mother had told her that she couldn't wake up people who were half-nightmares directly, so as not to cause death from the other party's excessive fright.

Ming Yi was still injured, and because of the struggle, the wound on his back was re-ground open, and the red blood stained the white sheets.

He couldn't be hurt anymore.

But how could she help him to reduce his pain?

An Qin thought about it, simply climbed into bed, and hugged the young man who had fallen into a nightmare into her arms, she held him with only one arm, trying her best to let him snuggle on her side, so as not to grind the wound on his back again, and the free arm went around his neck socket, only holding his head in his palm, and burying half of his face on her shoulder.

Her lips were close to his ear, soft and comforting: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

"Don't, don't touch me...... Don't touch me......."

The boy's burning tears flowed down her shoulders, into her chest, and burned her.

"Mingyi, it's me, An Qin. I'm your friend, I won't hurt you, don't be afraid, I'm here with you, you're safe here, don't be afraid......"

The words of comfort seemed to have no effect, and the boy let go of the hand that was pulling the quilt and pulled into the flesh of the arm she was holding him, and she grinned in pain.

She held back the pain with tears in her eyes, her mind racing for reassuring information from all the information she could know about him.

She thought about the piano piece they had heard when they first met, and Ming Yi had said it was his own.

What's humming?

She struggled to remember the melody and hummed softly.

At first, she couldn't find the tune, but gradually, she hummed the tune, which sounded a little sad....... and the boy in her arms slowly quieted down.

He stopped struggling and escaped from that terrible world as if he had found an exit.

The boy's wounded soul was soothed, and he wrapped his arms around the girl in front of him, his face slightly raised with tears on his face, and his trembling lips pressed against the side of her neck.

Belch?

He's kissing her?

An Qin's body trembled, and the humming of the tune was a little out of tune.

"Si Yu, forgive me!" The boy's breath squirmed at the base of her ear, and he murmured bitterly. "I really love you...... Si Yu, Si Yu...... I'm sorry! ”

Did he think she was Mr. Si Yu?

An Qin digested the words that the young man whispered in his ear, and his eyes widened as if he had discovered a shocking secret.

After a few minutes, the boy's breathing became even and steady, and he fell asleep like a child in the tune she hummed.

An Qin felt that it was almost over, and carefully wanted to move away from the boy, but he hugged him so tightly, as if he was relying on her as a substitute for someone.

Call-

An Qin exhaled carefully, stubbornly maintained a side-lying position, and continued to accompany the young man.