Chapter 60
Leng Mohan was pushed away, I turned around and got up and wanted to escape, but my feet slipped and I accidentally fell down.

I was about to fall off the bed, and my body was hugged suddenly. I turned around and saw Leng Mohan, struggling more fiercely, but was hugged tightly in his arms.

"Go away! Go away! Leng Mohan, go away!" I don't want to die, I don't want to die by his hands!

"What's wrong?" His voice came, with a touch of worry.

I was still struggling, and anxiously, the Wuji jade slip in my hand turned into a sword and stabbed at him.

I didn't want to stab him, I just wanted him to stay away from me, but I didn't think that he didn't hide and was still pierced by the long sword, but I was suddenly shocked, let go of my hand like an electric shock, and saw everything in front of me clearly.

This is not the wedding night where I was killed by Leng Mohan, but my home in the world with him.

"Leng Mohan!" Looking at the wound in front of him, I hurriedly stepped forward to check his wound: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry... I didn't mean it... I, I... I'm sorry! Leng Mohan, do you want to be okay? Leng Mohan Mo Han..."

"I'm fine." I grabbed my flustered hand and tore off the clothes on my chest.The part that was stabbed by me was slightly transparent, he raised his hand to stroke it, and it returned to its original state.

"A little injury, it's already healed." His tone was rare and gentle.

I nodded, and his cold fingers touched my eyes, and I realized that my eyes were hot and swollen, and there was a feeling of crying on my face.

"Why are you crying?" He wiped away my tears, "My injury is fine."

I nodded and wiped away my tears.

He said again: "Having a nightmare? I've been crying all the time, and I can't wake you up."

I nodded again, thinking of that dream, but my heart ached.

"Dream what?" he asked.

I opened my mouth, then shook my head in fear.

He seemed to sigh, and hugged me into his arms: "It's just a dream. If you have nightmares again in the future, just call my name in the dream, and I will protect you."

He kissed softly, but I cried again unconsciously.

In the dream, he killed me, how dare I call him...

That dream is vivid in my mind, as real as if I just experienced it.

I curled up in his arms, never before so helpless.

"Leng Mohan..." I opened my mouth softly, and he looked at me in response, but I avoided his gaze: "Our wedding...in which space did you hold it..."

"It's a space I created with Yuanshen. In mortal terms, it's equivalent to a ghost space. Just like that night, you and that little ghost entered another space in the old dormitory building."

"Is there... is there an ancient vanity mirror..." I bit my lip and asked.

He thought for a while: "Probably not, I didn't expect this. Do you like it? I'll make it up for you."

I quickly shook my head: "No!"

I heard him say again: "That space no longer exists. If you want to go, I will create a new one."

"Don't go... Leng Mohan, don't go, can you... don't go in the future..." My lips trembled slightly.

He dotingly agreed: "Okay."

Seeing that I still seemed to be afraid, he hugged me tightly: "Don't be afraid, no matter what happens, you have me."

I nodded slightly, broke free from his arms, and went to the bathroom.

Looking at the two eyes swollen into walnuts in the mirror, I felt trembling in my heart, and I didn't know how long I cried when I was dreaming.

Was it really just a simple dream, or did it portend something?
(End of this chapter)

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