He couldn't see the man's face, but he saw him walk over to Ning Xia and take her hand. He bowed his head to kiss the back of her hand and said, "My bride."
Bo Siyan suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead covered in a thin sweat.
He stared blankly at the ceiling for a while before he gradually came to his senses.
So it was a dream...
Yet even though it was a dream, it felt so real, as if he had actually experienced it himself, making his heart feel like it was being squeezed by a large hand, wrenching with pain.
The uneasy feeling still spread through his body, unable to settle down.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and Ai Lin walked in. Seeing he was awake, a smile spread across her face. She stepped quickly forward and said softly, "Siyan, you're awake?"
This time, he had been unconscious for almost three days.
Bo Siyan moved his stiff eyeballs and his gaze fell on Ai Lin, his thin lips moved slightly, "Any news recently?"
