C8 (1/2)

”Bro, I'm finally going to marry Abby. I'm just a bit nervous.” Xi Zhaozhe stared at the cup of coffee in front of him and took a sip.

”You're suffering from premarital phobia. It's alright, relax. Perhaps you've been tired recently so you should rest a bit better. Hurry up and go to sleep, it's time for me to leave as well.”

”Oh, okay.” When he heard the word ”sleep”, Xi's heart started to get restless again. Had he slept with his aunt tonight?

A long time after Xi's departure, he saw Chen Xi Wu's pretty face through the cup of coffee in a daze. He quickly stood up and walked upstairs.

His cousin was right. He should take a good rest, if he could really sleep.

The next morning, Xi Yu Bo woke up from his bed and felt very tired. Last night, he seemed to have been dreaming.

In his dream, there was still that sea of fire. Sorrow, despair, and helplessness lingered in his heart, causing him to feel suffocated.

A night had passed, but Chen Xi Wu hadn't come back. Although he didn't say it, he was still a bit worried.

At this moment, Chen Xi Wu was walking out of the hotel. She faced the sun and stretched her muscles, silently encouraging herself in her heart.

Last night on the hotel's soft bed, she tossed and turned, dozed off until she actually dreamed of Xi Jiangui again. The sweet time of the two of them replayed one by one, finally fixed on the moment when they were blended with each other on their newly wedded night.

She woke up laughing in a beautiful dream and crying on a wet pillow.

She decided to look for Tian Xin again. She guessed that Tian Xin would know what had happened after that incident.

When he saw Tian Xin again, Chen Xi Wu was upset to see her setting up a stall selling some of the cheapest trinkets.