Red, a sky full of red...
Blood, ground covered with blood...
Eyes open or closed, it's always the same color. That sickening hue makes people nauseous. Gu Qianqian keeps retreating in her dizziness, but her hands tightly protect her belly.
"No, no, don't harm my child, don't..."
"Ah! Let go, let go of me, let go of me..."
"Ling Weixuan, I'm begging you, begging you to spare my child, ah, ah ah ah..."
"Ah..."
Overcome with grief, Gu Qianqian cries and screams.
In the nightmare, her whole body sweats profusely, but her eyes remain tightly shut, never opening. She is immersed all alone in her nightmare, unable to extricate herself, and even Lu Zhanbei holding her tightly like always is of no use.
She cries continuously, crying non-stop...
Tears streaming across her little face, soaking the pillow, wetting her hair, even her voice becomes hoarse, yet she still cannot stop.
Watching her like this makes Lu Zhanbei's heart ache terribly.
