But her eyelids quickly became heavy, and before her whole body fell into darkness, she seemed to see Fu Cheng approaching her little by little.
There is no peace even in dreams.
One moment it was the despair of her grandfather who had something to say before he died, but the other was the grief of Xu Zhisheng beating her. The other moment was the anxiety of the child who couldn't see his face and called her mother. There was a world of ice and fire, constant torment, and nightmares like one after another. The beast with its big mouth wanted to swallow her whole.
She woke up from her dream with a cry, feeling cold sweat soaking her entire back, and her heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
"Having a nightmare?"
A low, hoarse but inexplicably reassuring voice sounded in my ears.
Li Wentian's eyes were still confused as if he had woken up from a nightmare, and he almost subconsciously looked at the man who made the sound.
It¡¯s Fu Cheng.
His handsome face was very close, and there was obvious concern and worry in his eyes.
Li Wentian realized belatedly that she was actually being held in his arms, and everywhere she looked told the fact that the two of them were sleeping together.
Her face was almost burning, and at some point the hand covering Fu Cheng's chest retracted as if it had been burned.
"I'm sorry." Fu Cheng's eyes were complicated, and he slightly distanced himself from her: "I didn't mean to take advantage of you, but you were crying and screaming in the dream, holding me and not letting me go, I"
Regarding the dream, Li Wentian still had vague memories, but he didn't expect that he could do such a thing unconsciously.
She quickly sat up, not knowing how to break the embarrassment at the moment: "I am the one who should say sorry, I'm sorry, I, I won't disturb"
But Fu Cheng held her hand.
The two bodies froze at the same time.
Li Wentian lowered his head and slowly pulled his hand back.
Fu Cheng sighed silently: "It's getting dark, so you can stay one night."
Li Wentian let out a sigh and raised his eyes to look out the window. The heavy curtains blocked all the light, making it impossible to tell whether it was night or day.
Fu Cheng handed her the phone.
The time above shows eight o'clock in the evening.
She actually slept for so long.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
Li Wentian shook her head. She had no appetite at all. She couldn't eat anything.
"Eat some." Fu Cheng lifted his legs and got out of bed: "Wait a minute."
Seeing the man in home clothes leaving the room, Li Wentian was still a little unable to react.
In her memory, Fu Cheng was arrogant and indifferent, and he had rejected the advances of countless girls.
¡°It¡¯s obviously not feasible to explain why you do something like this to yourself just because it ¡°pleases your eyes.¡±
??????? Then why on earth did he want to help himself?
Fu Cheng brought up a bowl of porridge.
The special aroma of chicken is mixed with the sweet rice aroma, which smells very tempting.
Li Wentian had already gotten out of bed and stood beside the bed, a little at a loss.
Fu Cheng put the porridge on the table, looked at her, and then strode towards her.
Li Wentian felt pain all over his body and was a little unsteady on his feet, but he still tried to straighten his back: "I'm really not hungry"
Fu Cheng took her hand and left: "Eat less."
Li Wentian followed him step by step and was pulled by him to sit on a chair.
He sat down next to him, his dark eyes as bright as stars: "Do you want me to feed you?"
Li Wentian felt that her face was getting hot again. It was obvious that Fu Cheng's eyes were serious and his expression was solemn, but she didn't know why she couldn't help but think wildly.
She shook her head, crossed her hands, and wrung her fingers: "Fu Cheng, we are not familiar with each other, why on earth do you want to help me?"
Fu Cheng¡¯s big hand holding the spoon paused, and he frowned slightly.
Li Wentian added: "If you don't say anything, I feel uneasy."
Fu Cheng had no choice but to say: "I am entrusted by others."
Li Wentian asked: "Who?"
"I can't tell you for the time being." Fu Cheng handed the bowl into her hand: "You will know later. The first priority is to take good care of your body. For the rest, I will help you seek justice."
Li Wentian was a little dubious. In a daze, a mouthful of warm and suitable porridge was stuffed into his mouth.
She almost choked and swallowed it almost subconsciously.
Fu Cheng raised his hand and patted her on the back: "Slow down."
The warm oceanIt was pressed against her back, and her back was so warm that Li Wentian felt that even her earlobes were getting warm. She didn't dare to look at Fu Cheng, so she raised her hand to take the spoon: "I'll do it myself." (Remember this Website address: www.hlnovel.com