However, when she went to sleep that night, she was plagued by nightmares.
First, she dreamed she was holding a giant pot, throwing everything into it to boil until the pot boiled dry. She was the one constantly adding firewood, and the effort made the space between her shoulder blades ache unbearably.
Then, she dreamed a terrifying, giant ghost was about to eat her. She struggled desperately and finally killed it with a single stab. But after it died, the ghost's appearance changed—it was Bei Mingyuan.
Seeing him lying in a pool of blood, she woke with a start, gasping for breath. The heartache unexpectedly lingered even after she was awake. Her face was streaked with tears, but she couldn't fall back asleep no matter what.
'So this is what it's like,' she thought. 'Once you fall in love with someone, you can't just easily erase them from your heart.'
