I don't know why, Luo Yan always habitually takes such an excellent Fu Chengyan and Yemo...... Scum ratio.

Luo Yan hated himself to death.

It turns out that no matter what, she just can't forget him.

Even if he is so completely bad, he still exists in her mind all the time!

Luo Yan's clenched fists clenched unconsciously, and his nails were fiercely embedded in the flesh, bringing out a piece of wet sticky.

She stood beside Fu Chengyan's bed absentmindedly, she didn't know what she was going to do, so she just stood there guarding him.

Fu Chengyan slept for about an hour or two, and when he opened his eyes and woke up, he found Luo Yan sitting on the edge of his bed, dozing off, his head tilted to the side, his eyes closed, and his hair was a little messy.

He sat up straight, raised a hand, and gently patted the woman's pale crimson cheek, trying to wake her up and go to bed.

And it was such a slight move by Fu Chengyan that made Luo Yan's heart chuckle, she reflexively opened her eyes, rolled her eyes, and swept around vigilantly.

"Fu Gongzi, are you awake?" Luo Yan swallowed her saliva with difficulty, as if she hadn't come out of the fright, she breathed smoothly, a thin layer of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose and forehead, and the ups and downs of her chest became more and more violent......

"Did I scare you?" Seeing Luo Yan's panicked appearance, Fu Chengyan looked very sorry on his face.

"No, it's not, I just ...... Had nightmares. ”

Luo Yan closed her eyes, her curly eyelashes trembled slightly, she exhaled deeply, inhaled again, and after a few times, her mood stabilized a lot.

She had nightmares.

I dreamed of the night.

Yemo threw her a sharp, shiny dagger, and he pointed it at his heart, telling Luo Yan to stab her.

Luo Yan didn't hesitate, grabbed the dagger and stabbed him hard in the heart, without a trace of deviation.

Yemo fell in a pool of blood, saying that he loved her over and over again, until the last drop of blood on his body was drained, until the last ...... He died in front of her.

The hot tears of the bean big slipped down the corners of her eyes, Luo Yan covered her mouth, her emotions were uncontrollable in an instant, and she actually cried bitterly in front of Fu Chengyan.

It's just a dream, but why does it make her feel so real after waking up from the dream?

Her emaciated shoulders trembled, and she cried so sadly that she was a little out of breath, as if she would faint and suffocate in the next second.

She didn't dare to open her eyes, and when she did, it was as if she was a red stained with blood in front of her.

"Little Luo ......"

Luo Yan was frightened into crying by a nightmare, which was indeed not expected by Fu Chengyan, and for a while, he didn't know where to comfort.

He thought for a few seconds, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, he walked up to Luo Yan and hugged the crying heartbroken woman.

Luo Yan sat on the chair, his head leaning against the man's thin waist, and after a while, tears soaked his clothes.

Maybe during this time, Luo Yan was depressed for too long because of the divorce with Yemo, but this time, she cried without a little restraint, as if she wanted to vent all her emotions.

She cried as she told herself in her heart.

This dream is fake, it is fake.

At least, she wouldn't be so cruel to kill.

At least, Yemo won't do it over and over again...... Say you love her.