This night, Jian Sangyu was not sleeping soundly.
In her sleep, Jian Sangyu suddenly felt the earth shaking. She tried her best and tried her best to barely open her eyes.
But unexpectedly I found that I suddenly returned to the night when I was crushed under the ruins after the earthquake.
The pain from his hands was still so real. The blood dripped from Gu Chen’s body and the blood on her face was still so hot and salty.
“It hurts… Gu Chen, I feel pain…”
Jian Sangyu struggled in pain, wanting to pull out his hand to touch Gu Chen’s face, “Gu Chen, don’t die, you have to be fine, you must be fine.”
“Sangyu, wake up.”
Gu Chen was awakened by Jian Sangyu’s words Gu Chen.
He turned on the bedside lamp and turned his head. All he saw was that Jian Sangyu was frowning tightly, with tears on his face.
Her lips were trembling gently, as if she was saying something.
Gu Chen approached her and heard her say.
Gu Chen, I feel pain.
I also heard her say, Gu Chen, don’t die, you have to be well, you must be well.
Gu Chen knew what she had experienced in the ruins, so he knew how scared she was when she returned to that night and was in her dream.
“Sangyu, wake up, don’t be afraid, you are dreaming.” Gu Chen hurriedly shook Jian Sangyu’s shoulder and tried to wake her up.
Gu Chen also dreamed of the desolation that night, and how helpless and panicked she was under the ruins that night.
“Sangyu, wake up, wake up.”
Gu Chen raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from her face, calling her name softly in her ear.