Look, he is such a hypocritical person. After years of restraint and forbearance, even if his heart is deserted, no matter how the war is in chaos, he also wants to give her a calm sky.

"Sleep." Ye Tingyun whispered, and a kiss fell on her forehead.

A sleepless night.

At the beginning of the night, she dreamed of a sea of fire. The small castle that had always appeared in her dream was surrounded by fire. It was quiet all around, only the sound of fire when it wrapped around the ancient wood of the castle. The small round face that had been appearing in her dream patted the ancient door with fear. She kept shouting for help and calling for her mother. Her big black eyes were full of fear. The fire had rushed up from the window, and she was so scared that she screamed.

She patted the door, and no one answered. The old doors and windows were on fire, so hot that her face was flushed with hot sweat. She tentatively pulled the red door, and her delicate hand was instantly scalded. She cried and retracted her hand. The white and tender palm was already a trace of burns. She shouted for help, only the response of the tongue of fire.

Small round face endured the pain of burning his palm and pulled the door hard. The old door made a hoarse sound, but a gap opened, and a chain circled the door, which was red by the fire.

"Mom... Nanny, Daisy, help me, help me..." little round face cried almost out of breath. She ran back, brought a small round stool, and tried to climb up the window. The old windows were mostly made of colorful glass, and the doors and windows were very solid. Her strength could not push open the heavy window, and finally pushed open a little gap. Her hands were hot and bloody, and the window was sealed from the outside, A heat wave hit from the gap, overturned the little round faced girl, and she fell off the stool.

The bedroom was covered with soft carpets. She didn't fall, but her hands were burned beyond recognition. She got up, laboriously moved a small bronze sculpture, and climbed up the stool again. Her small round face raised the small copper man and smashed it against the window.

The blood dyed the little copper man red, but she didn't break the window. She didn't give up and continued to smash. The flames kept coming in. The window appeared cracks under the impact of the fire and the copper man. The small round face suddenly forced, and the whole window cracked.

The window was like an explosion, and the debris flew everywhere inside and outside.

She finally broke the window, and the wood board that sealed the window was burned. There was a fire outside. Xiaoyuanlian ran back to the bathroom, soaked herself in water with a big towel, wrapped herself up, and climbed up the window to escape from trance. Just after she climbed up the window, she didn't know where she came from, and suddenly kicked her back. Xiaoyuanlian was kicked sideways into the house, and half of her face hit the glass fragments.

"Ah..." Yechu screamed and woke up. He was in a cold sweat. His heart beat so fast that he almost lost his law. His small face was pale. Yetingyun had already turned on the bedside lamp and leaned over to hold her. Yechu shivered and cold, and suddenly gave out a non-stop scream, "ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Her voice was sharp and thin, and the close scream almost broke through her eardrum. Ye Tingyun was restless, holding her face with both hands, and her lips pressed her lips, sealed her cry, and swallowed her fear into her throat.

Ye Tingyun rolled over and pressed her into the soft bed. Her tall body imprisoned her in her arms. He did not ask for a kiss madly, but pressed her lips, gently and forcefully suppressing the fear in her heart.