Lu Wanwan quickly became clear-headed, her body lightly entangled, her eyes glistening with misty tears.
Her hands began to resist forcefully, maintaining the distance between them.
She despised herself; if he woke up to see her and learned of her current situation, would he hate her and never want to see her again?
Lu Wanwan wanted to get out of bed, but unfortunately, she was weaker than someone who was ill.
"Sleep." Gu Annan stopped, merely holding her, burying his head in her black hair.
Slowly, she felt his breathing steady, indicating that he had fallen asleep.
On her lower abdomen were his hands reaching from behind.
The pain in Lu Wanwan's heart was so intense it became numb, like a child lost and confused, staring blankly ahead.
*
When Gu Annan woke up, he was the only one in bed.
The feeling just then seemed like a dream, everything vanished when he opened his eyes.
He was drenched in sweat, but his mind was a bit clearer.
Thankfully, it was a dream.
