I'm Waiting for You in Ashes

At four in the morning, Su Wan came out of the bathroom in her pajamas.

He felt weak all over, especially on his thighs.

She started to walk toward the guest room, but a cold voice stopped her.

"Come back."

"…"

Didn't he fall asleep?

Su Wan was helpless. She walked back to the bed unwillingly and laid down, carefully taking up only a small part of the bed.

Huo Qing was wrapped in a blanket. Other than the words from earlier, he was completely silent.

Su Wan was awake. After tossing and turning for a while, she finally mustered up her courage.

"Master, if it was you, would you adopt the child of an enemy?"

The words that his brother had said that day echoed in his ears.

She didn't want to believe it, but she had to.

Unable to hold himself back, he asked.

It was quiet in his ears.

After waiting for a long time, he still didn't hear any response. Su Wan thought he was asleep and just sighed. Suddenly, the man stood up and a shadow fell across her eyes.

Huo Qing's expression was obscure and unreadable, and his vigilance was mixed with an awe-inspiring killing intent.

"What did Bai Shan say to you?"

That day at the hospital, he only heard the last words. Could it be that Bai Shan had told her something else before?

Su Wan was stunned by the cold aura.

His mind was filled with a sorrowful clarity.

She was well aware of what his reaction meant.

She coughed and looked away.

"No, I just suddenly wanted to ask."

Huo Qing faintly smiled. His gaze was like an airtight net that tightly wrapped around her.

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

Su Wan pretended to be calm as she welcomed his inspection, "Young Master wouldn't adopt the child of an enemy, right?"

She had followed him for many years. Every change in her expression could not escape his eyes.

She had an idea, but she lied to him.

Huo Qing's vital energy and blood roiled, and he even wanted to reveal what he had heard in the hospital that day to interrogate her.

But in the end, he managed to suppress it.

"Not necessarily."

The man lay back down, put his head in his hands, looked at the ceiling for a moment, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Adoption depends on the value of the child."

A deep, magnetic voice rang in his ears.

After that, there was no more sound.

Su Wan opened her eyes in the silence, slowly savoring the words, feeling her heart grow colder by the second.

The man beside him was breathing steadily and sleeping soundly.

But she was becoming more and more awake.

Amidst the darkness, Huo Qing's body suddenly trembled as cold sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.

"Meng Jing …"

Fragments of words came out of her lips.

Su Wan turned her head and looked at the side of the face that was perfect to the point that even the gods would be jealous of.

All sorts of expressions flashed across his face, but in the end, it turned into a shallow pain in his heart.

He had a nightmare again.

Since the annihilation of the Li family three years ago, he had been dreaming about Li Mengqing being burned to death, and she had long since gotten used to it.

Su Wan skillfully took out a tissue from the cabinet on the side and wiped off his sweat. She placed one hand on the blanket and patted it nonchalantly, like the most gentle lover in the world, coaxing him to sleep.

His body gradually stopped trembling.

Su Wan's slapping movement slowed down and she felt a little tired.

"Su Wan."

Without warning, the word popped out of the man's mouth.

Su Wan suddenly felt her heart constrict.

For the first time, she heard him calling to her in his dreams, and if it weren't for the fact that his breathing was still calm, she would have thought he was pretending to be asleep.

Su Wan couldn't help but feel a humble joy rising in her heart. Trembling, she went closer to hear what he was saying.

Huo Qing turned his body. The remaining words appeared extremely clear in the silence.

"You're disgusting."

Thus, the smile on Su Wan's face, which had yet to rise, completely froze.