When Ling Yiran opened her eyes suddenly, she realized that she had dreamed again, dreaming about the little boy and the little girl.

I just dreamed that the little boy fell down and woke up!

As soon as she raised her eyes, her apricot eyes met the familiar peach blossom eyes. However, at this moment, Yi Jinli's eyes were filled with a heavy area, as if it was pitch black, and it was bottomless.

"Dream?" he asked with his thin lips lightly, but his voice sounded so far away.

"Yeah." Ling Yiran nodded and looked at the wall clock. It was already past 2 a.m., "Did I wake you up?"

"No." He said, "It's because I just can't sleep. What have you dreamed of, and your face is so pale."

Ling Yiran opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say, saying that she dreamed of a little girl saving the little boy, and then she thought that the little boy might be Gu Lichen?

Originally, he was concerned about Gu Lichen's mistake, but she still couldn't figure out why she had such a dream. Could it be that my cousin told her when she was a child that... led to her having such a dream?

But why does the little girl in the dream seem to be herself?

"Nothing." Ling Yiran shook his head gently and said, "It's just an irrelevant dream."

Is it irrelevant? Yi Jinli's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Your forehead sweats a lot." He said, raising his hand to lean towards her forehead.

Only then did Ling Yiran realize that her forehead seemed wet, and her palms and spine were covered in sweat.

But the next moment, she found that his hand was stopped in front of her forehead and did not look forward any further.

Ling Yiran was stunned for a moment, "What's wrong?"

Yi Jinli's face became ugly. He almost had some difficulty in closing his fingers and wanted to retract his hand.

She suddenly grabbed his hand and then felt his hand trembling. "Why are your hand shaking?" she asked, but immediately found that it was not only his hand shaking, but his whole body trembling.

"A Jin, what's going on? Why are you trembling so hard?" Ling Yiran asked anxiously.

Yi Jinli took a breath, "It's nothing, it should be fine in a while."

"I'll call the driver and take you to the hospital!" Ling Yiran said uneasyly, picked up his cell phone, intending to call the driver who lived in Yi's house.

But before she could make the call, she was already hugged by him from behind.

His hands tightly wrapped around her, and his face buried deep into her neck.

The scorching breath was sprayed on her neck, and every breath was so heavy that she felt the weight was heavy on her shoulders.

"A Jin, please let go first. The driver and I will take you to the hospital. Only then can..."

"I'm really fine," he murmured, "There's no need to go to the hospital, just let me do this now... I'll hold you."

Ling's face was full of doubt, but as he said, he maintained a motionless posture and let him hug her.

He hugged her arms, becoming tighter and tighter, with the trembling trembling, which made her feel that her bones were hurting a little.

"Hiss!" she gasped.

His body stiffened, and then a hoarse voice with apologies rang in her ears, "In contrast, it hurts you, can you bear it, okay? Let me hug you for a while."

It seemed that only by holding her like this and confirming that she was by his side could he gradually calm down from the extreme panic just now.
Chapter completed!