1279 Thankfully, It Was Just A Dream! (2/2)

That person is a god, a demiurge who controls this world, whose life is without end; the fate of the world might be contingent upon his life. How could he ever scatter into nothing but light? Did she watch too many over-sentimental dramas and plays? Or else how could she have had such a tragic and accursed dream?

The image of him sitting in fixation at the ring on his palm flashed before her mind. That ring seemed to be the engagement ring that he gave her, the engagement ring that she gave back to him before she left.

Her heart raced. Could he have… She shook her head. It couldn't have been! He should be fine, even if she died he wouldn't have died as well…

Damn it! It must be because of the negative sentiment left behind by the Spiritual Chain that she dreamed of him covered in blood.

In the future when she has the opportunity to get out, she would try to retrieve that ring. It did not matter whether it was sold or even destroyed, the ring must never be in his possession.

She patted her face only to discover a wetness on her hands and her pillow sodden with tears. It was quite embarrassing for her to cry like this just because of a dream… She jumped off her bed and groomed herself. When she looked at the mirror, she found out that her eyes were swollen with tears!

She rubbed her eyebrows. Just when she was about to apply cold water on her face, she heard a soft knocking noise at the door. She opened the door to find Luo Zhanyu sitting on a small carriage outside. He had come alone without anyone else.

Luo Zhanyu's line of sight fell straight on her eyes. ”Did you have a nightmare? You were shrieking quite loudly just now…”

Did she scream in her sleep?

She gave a vague response in reply…