Chapter 1067 Nightmare

The picture is dark and yellow, like a dream filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

The world is spinning and dizzy.

Then came the intertwined bodies, a strange embrace.

Su Xiangwan's brows became more and more wrinkled, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"No... no... no!"

She murmured nervously, and her big tears fell unconsciously in her sleep, becoming more and more turbulent, as if she was stuck in some kind of quagmire.

"No...no...it can't be like this!"

Looking at the men and women on the bed, Su Xiangwan yelled like crazy, trying to wake himself up on the bed.

But she was still clinging to Han Che, as if she couldn't hear her own voice at all.

Su Xiangwan was so anxious that there was nothing he could do, tears were streaming down his face.

How could she...how could she be with Han Che, how could she betray Mu Beiting, how could she do such a shameless thing!

No, it can't, it can't.

"Wanwan, Wanwan! Wake up." Not long after Mu Beiting fell asleep, he heard uneasy crying beside him.

He got up and turned on the wall lamp, and saw the little thing beside him curled up into a ball, muttering something to himself, his face was full of tears, and he was indescribably pitiful.

"Wanwan..." Mu Beiting put his big hand on her shoulder and called her in a low voice.

"Don't... don't do this..."

Looking at this scene, Su Xiangwan only felt an unprecedented sense of despair.

But no matter how hard she tried to call her, the self in the dream was still entangled with Han Che.

"Wanwan!" Mu Beiting's voice became a little louder, and the force on her shoulder became stronger and stronger.

His voice and the pain in her shoulder made her wake up slowly. Tears were still on her face, and she looked at him blankly, as if she couldn't distinguish reality from a dream.

"Mu Beiting..." She murmured softly, the mist on her eyelashes blurring her vision.

But under the dim light, she could still see his outline clearly.

It wasn't Han Che, it was him.

There is no Han Che, only him.

Seeing her wake up, Mu Beiting breathed a sigh of relief, held her tightly in his arms, and comforted her softly: "It's okay...it's okay."

Su Xiangwan came back to her senses, lowered her head and buried him on his shoulder, hugging him tightly but tears kept streaming.

She was still sobbing, and her thin shoulders were trembling.

He hugged her tightly, rubbed his handsome face against her forehead, and whispered: "It's okay, it's a dream."

Su Xiangwan didn't know how long he cried, and the shoulders of his pajamas were dizzy, but he still hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

Mu Beiting patted her lightly, and said warmly, "I'll pour you a glass of water."

Su Xiangwan shook his head, his face was still a little pale, he didn't speak, but he didn't let him go.

Mu Beiting had no choice but to let her go.

Su Xiangwan slowed down for a long time before gradually calming down.

Just leaning in his arms, the whole person was a little listless.

It was a dream...it was just a dream...

Fortunately it was a dream.

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes lightly, his heart twitching in pain. That feeling was more suffocating and sad than being brutally murdered by Song Ziming back then.

But how could she have such a dream?

How could I dream that I was with Han Che in...

Thinking of this, Su Xiangwan's face turned pale again, feeling that she was simply unforgivable.

He is so good, how could she have such a dream.

The little thing in her arms was very cute, but she also looked a little lifeless. Mu Beiting's eyes were dark, and he stroked her hair with his big hands, comforting her.

I don't know how long it took before Su Xiangwan raised his head to look at him, his eyes were clear and black because they had just cried.