That night, Xia Qinghuan had a dream.

In the dream, in addition to those white-haired and fairy-looking old men, there are also beautiful men and women, and the only thing they have in common may be what they said to her - you are not worthy of him.

Who is he?

She heard that she seemed to ask this question in her dream, and then they laughed at her, it was Quan Moxu.

She is not worthy of Quan Moxu.

"He's so good, Lord of the World, what are you?"

"You're just a banshee, what else do you have besides this face, why are you with him?"

"How could a heartless and ruthless Lord choose a woman like you?"

"You don't deserve him at all, if you know each other, get out of his world quickly!"

The disturbing voices in my ears were repeated over and over again, faster and more frequent, and swept over the world!

"Huan'er!"

Quan Moxu's thin lips pursed into a straight line, and he called her a few times without waking her up, so he knew that the situation was not good. 【千↑千△小↓說△網W wW.xQq 】

The eyebrows furrowed fiercely, and the man pointed at her temples, and finally woke her up after a few moments!

"Huan'er, are you okay?"

The cacophony finally dissipated, and the familiar handsome face full of worry appeared in front of me.

The flustered mind suddenly returned to the distance, Xia Qinghuan bounced up from the bed, wrapped his neck around his neck and buried it deep in his chest, "Quan Moxu, I seem to be ...... Another nightmare. ”

In fact, this is not even a nightmare, because the nightmares she used to have were a hundred times more terrifying than this, and those flooded past events in the sea, and the hallucinations of those things flowing out of her body have haunted her for a year.

But none of those are as real as this dream.

The real one she felt scared, so scared.

She wondered if it was because she was so happy that she would be haunted by nightmares like this......

"What nightmare?"

The man patted her on the back and kissed her forehead, his voice soft and slow, full of comfort and warmth.

Xia Qinghuan shook her head blankly, "I don't know...... It's just that someone told me that a person like me is not worthy of you. ”

As she spoke, tears welled up in her face.

I don't know how I cried so easily, but such a real and immersive feeling, but it seemed to empty the belief in her heart all of a sudden, as if she was extremely convinced that a person like her was indeed not worthy of him.

I have never had such a real dream, it seems like history repeating itself......

It's even more real than those dreams that sink into the bottom of the sea.

She didn't notice that when she finished saying that, the man's face suddenly darkened, and his thin lips pursed into a straight line.

Until her low sobs rang out, "Quan Moxu, what do you like about me?" ”

This is a question she also asked him some time ago.

At that time, she was bent on escaping, just wanting to get away from his side, only hoping that he would stop liking herself. Unexpectedly, after more than a month, she was afraid that she would not be able to keep up with him, and that she would not be worthy of him.

The man's eyebrows were tightly locked into a knot, "As long as it's you, I like it." ”

"You are the emperor, the lord of the world, and you are synonymous with all good. Why would a person like you like a woman? ”

“……”

Quan Moxu is almost certain that someone has brainwashed her.