Gu Beisheng put his hand behind his back and comforted him: "Fu Xizhou, are you feeling uncomfortable again?"
At this moment, he seemed to be unable to hear any sound, and almost instantly remembered the scene from many years ago, which became his only nightmare.
He searched hard for a long time, but in the end it was too late to save Wen Susu.
She was lying on the operating table, her eyes wide open, and there was still a glimmer of nostalgia for the world in her distracted eyes.
The child next to her was lying in a pool of blood, as if waving to him.
I'm obviously used to this nightmare, but every time my heart beats violently, my body can't help but tremble with nerve twitches.
He could only clench his hands.
For a moment, he picked up the child who was in a pool of blood, and the temperature in his palms became clearer and clearer. The thick blood and the bloody smell in his breath filled the air, almost annihilating him.
All of this is too real.
It's like going back five years ago.
Seeing Wen Susu die on the operating table with his own eyes, regret and regret hit his heart, causing pain like scraping bones, and his consciousness gradually faded away.
Suddenly, a small hand squeezed hard into his cold palm.
Warm, soft...
It was like a firefly leaping into his palm, lighting up the light in the darkness.
His breathing was stagnant and he didn't dare to move.
I have struggled in nightmares countless times, but I have never experienced this scene.
For a moment, he became restless, at a loss, and a little dazed, but he did not dare to move easily or open his eyes for fear of scaring away the hopeful firefly.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here, it's okay."
At this moment, a soft female voice sounded in my ears, as gentle as a song at night.
At this moment, a crack appeared in the high wall built up in my heart over the years, and the light of fireflies came through the palm of my hand.
His chest and mouth shook violently, and he subconsciously opened his eyes.
In front of him was Gu Beisheng's pretty face, which was a little more gentle than usual, as if coming from the bones. There was a little sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were clear and bright, like the first warm light of dawn.
The throbbing at the top of his heart suddenly amplified, and he felt helpless for the first time. This unprecedented feeling made him extremely uneasy.
Almost subconsciously, he let go of her hand, pushed her away, suppressed his emotions, and growled: "Get out!"
Gu Beisheng was not annoyed, and instead pressed her hand, his voice was very clear: "Fu Xizhou, your memory seems not very good. I said that as long as I am still your nominal wife, I will never let you go.
, there’s no need to push me away, you can’t push me away either.”
She was not bragging. After all, she had also practiced. Let alone Fu Xizhou who was sick, even if he was not sick, he might not be her opponent.
Fu Xizhou's breathing became very heavy, and his vision gradually became blurred. He tried hard to suppress the violent emotions in his heart: "I say for the last time, get out!"
"I can't get out even if I tell you ten thousand times."
After saying that, Gu Beisheng approached him, his eyes were full of calmness, and at some point he took out a silver needle and whispered softly behind his ear: "Fu Xizhou, get some sleep first, be good."
good--?
How dare this woman say this word to him?
Before he could react, the next moment, he felt a cold sting on the back of his head, and then he closed his eyes involuntarily.