Leng Mohan was pushed away, I turned around and got up and wanted to escape, but my feet slipped and I accidentally fell.

Seeing that I was about to fall out of bed, my body was suddenly hugged, I turned around, and saw that it was Leng Mohan, and he struggled even more fiercely, but he was tightly hugged in his arms.

"Go away! Go away! Leng Mo Han, you go away! "I don't want to die, I don't want to die at his hands!

"What's wrong?" His voice came with a faint sense of concern.

I was still struggling, and in my anxiety, the infinite jade in my hand turned into a sword and stabbed at him.

I didn't want to stab him, I just wanted him to stay away from me, but I didn't expect that he didn't dodge, but he was still pierced by the long sword, but I was suddenly shocked, and I let go of my hand like an electric shock, and saw everything in front of me clearly.

This is not the wedding night when I was killed by Leng Mohan, but the home of me and him on earth.

"Leng Mo Han!" Looking at the wound in front of him, I hurriedly stepped forward to examine his wound: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to...... Me, I...... I'm sorry! Leng Mohan, do you want to matter? Cold Ink Cold ......"

"I'm fine." I grabbed my panicked hand and ripped the clothes off my chest. The place I stabbed was slightly transparent, and he raised his hand to caress it, and it was back to its original state.

"A little injury, it's already healed." There was a rare tenderness in his tone.

I nodded, and his cold fingers touched my eyes, and I realized that my eyes were hot and swollen, and my face still felt like I had cried.

"Why are you crying?" He wiped away my tears, "My injuries are fine. ”

I nodded and wiped away my tears.

He added, "Nightmares? I've been crying, and I can't wake you up. ”

I nodded again, remembering the dream, but my heart ached.

"What did you dream about?" He asked.

I opened my mouth and shook my head in fear.

He seemed to sigh and hugged me into his arms: "It's just a dream." If you have nightmares in the future, call my name in your dreams, and I will protect you. ”

He gently dropped a kiss, but I unconsciously cried again.

In the dream, it was he who killed me, how dare I call him......

That dream is vivid, as if it had just been experienced.

I curled up in his arms, never so helpless.

"Leng Mo Han......" I said softly, he looked at me in response, but I avoided his eyes: "Our wedding...... In which space did you do it......"

"It's a space I created with the primordial gods, which in the words of mortals is equivalent to a ghost space. Like that night, you and the imp entered another space in the old dorm building. ”

"Inside...... Is there a vanity mirror from ancient times......" I asked, biting my lip.

He thought for a moment: "Probably not, I didn't think of this." Do you like it? I'll make it up to you. ”

I hurriedly shook my head: "Don't!" ”

Then I heard him say, "That space is no longer there, if you want to go, I will make a new one." ”

"Don't go...... Leng Mohan, if you don't go, can you ...... I won't go ...... again" My lips trembled slightly.

He pampered and agreed: "Okay." ”

Seeing that I seemed to be still scared, he hugged me tightly: "Don't be afraid, no matter what happens, you have me." ”

I nodded slightly, broke free from his arms, and went to the bathroom.

Looking at the two swollen walnut eyes in the mirror, I felt worried, and I didn't know how long I cried when I dreamed.

Was it really just a simple dream, or was it something that portended?