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Hitomi opened her eyes abruptly and sat up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After realizing that it was just a dream just now, I breathed a sigh of relief. It was terrible, she dreamed that Mu Yanqin was covered in blood, like a walking corpse, walking farther and farther, no matter how she shouted behind her, she couldn't hear it.

The dream was so real, the feeling of watching him leave, like someone had pulled something out of her mind.

"Mu Yanqin?" she hurriedly looked to the side, and there was already no shadow of Mu Yanqin.

Yitong was a little panicked, he was injured, where could he go? Or, those people were found?

Without thinking about it anymore, Hitomi immediately ran out. Due to the rain during the night, the bottom of the mountain was muddy, and she ran in a hurry, falling several times in a row. But when she thought that Mu Yanqin might be in danger, she didn't care about the pain, so she got up and continued to look for it.

"Mu Yanqin!" she shouted anxiously.

At last, she found him by the stream, and the moment she saw him, all the horror and uneasiness fell to the ground with the boulder in her heart.

Mu Yanqin was slaughtering a hare, and when he heard her footsteps, he slowly turned his head. Looking at the sludge on her body and the abrasions on her arms, her brow furrowed slightly.

"Why don't you stay in a cave?"

"I ......" Yitong just opened his mouth, only to find that his voice was a little choked, and then, his eyes were filled with a mist in vain. The fog was gathering more and more, and it was already clouding her vision.

Mu Yanqin tightened his eyebrows, stood up with the pain in his leg, walked over to her, and stared at her, "What's going on?"

Yitong shook her head, busy looking away, not wanting him to see her like this, because even she couldn't figure it out.

Mu Yanqin raised his eyes, and his thin lips were pursed. He stared at her for a long time, then grabbed her hand, and with some difficulty walked back to the stream, tearing off the corners of his clothes and soaking them in the water.

Stand up, hold her face, and carefully wipe it with a damp cloth. His movements were gentle, even with a pity that even he couldn't perceive.

Yitong lowered his eyes, and tears rolled down his cheeks like crystal beads.

"I ...... I had a dream that I dreamed that you were covered in blood......"

Mu Yanqin's movements paused, looking at her tears, the pain in her heart continued to spread. He looked at her for a moment, and it was the first time he had seen her crying so undisguisedly.

"So what?"

Yitong shook his head again, "I don't know. ”

She didn't know why she was so obsessed with a dream, she didn't know why she was upset that she couldn't find him, and she didn't know why she cried when she saw him.

She doesn't like herself like this, and she doesn't like this feeling of being pulled by him.

Mu Yanqin didn't speak, but his gaze unconsciously became complicated with her tears.

Faintly, he sighed, and then gently hugged Yitong into his arms.

At this moment, Wan Ting's image has gradually blurred. What is getting clearer and clearer is Yitong's sometimes indifferent, sometimes sad face......