In the middle of the night, Mu Yan suddenly jolted awake, drenched in sweat, her face streaked with tears.
As soon as She woke up, Jiang Jingheng woke too. He turned on the wall lamp, sat up and asked, "What's wrong, did you have a nightmare?"
Hearing His voice out of nowhere, Mu Yan jumped, whipped her head around, and stared at Him with sheer terror on her face.
Catching the rejection in her eyes, Jiang Jingheng's brows knitted slightly. "What's wrong, what's this about?"
Mu Yan shook her head. She pressed a hand to her forehead, shut her eyes, and tried to calm herself down.
She told herself in her heart, that was just a dream, you can't drag it into reality.
Jiang Jingheng wrapped his arms around Her, soothing Her: "Be good, don't be scared. It's just a dream, and dreams are always the opposite."
Mu Yan's body went taut for a second, then gradually relaxed. She leaned against Him and muttered, "I think it's the opposite too. You would never treat me like that."
