Qin Xin looked at Nalan Ye Jue's serious expression and wondered if she had said in her dream that she was a reborn person and scared him.
Nalan Ye Jue's long arm passed over the pillow between them and gently touched her shoulder: "You mentioned a person's name."
Qin Xin was taken aback: "Hmm?"
It seemed she hadn't yet been so obsessed with anyone that she would call out their name even in her dreams.
Nalan Ye Jue: "It's Xiangxiang. You mentioned Xiangxiang's name."
Luckily, it wasn't a man's name, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to remain so calm.
Qin Xin was silent.
Yes, even though she didn't say it out loud, for the past two days, she had been constantly thinking about Xiangxiang.
The surgery was completed, but Xiangxiang hadn't woken up. Her heart and lung functions were dependent on artificial organs, and if this continued, they would eventually fail.
Whether human or machine, awakening requires the power of one's own will.
The will to survive.
