"Anan, Anan."
Tan Jincheng anxiously lifted the blanket covering Gu Yi'an.
Her forehead was covered in sweat, she kept tossing and turning, muttering "no" "no" repeatedly.
Clearly, she was having a nightmare, and an extremely terrifying one at that.
Her face was pale, sweat and tears had soaked the pillow, and her hair stuck messily to her face.
"Anan!"
Tan Jincheng scooped the thrashing Gu Yi'an off the bed and into his arms.
He held her tightly, gently patting her back, constantly calling her name: "Anan, don't be afraid, I'm here, Anan, I'm here, don't be afraid..."
He repeated this again and again.
At first, even though he was holding Gu Yi'an, she continued to struggle madly, her grip strong even in her sleep. Tan Jincheng had to exert a lot of effort to hold her tightly.
Gradually, her struggles became weaker.
Seeing this, Tan Jincheng began to call her name even more urgently.
Meanwhile, for Gu Yi'an, she was in purgatory.
