Yes, it's just a nightmare.
However, this nightmare was bestowed by him personally.
Gu Nanqiao raised her hand to cover her face. She didn't know how much courage she needed to pretend to be indifferent in front of him, as if nothing had happened.
This kind of facade is really exhausting; she's almost unable to keep it up.
Huo Jingting held her in his embrace. After her emotions calmed down, he finally asked, "What did you dream about just now?"
Gu Nanqiao leaned against his chest without speaking, holding back her tears.
In this position, he couldn't see her tears, only feeling the large patch of dampness on his chest.
Huo Jingting saw her silence and didn't press further, holding her tighter in his arms. "It's all right now, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Gu Nanqiao clasped her hands tightly, placing them at his waist, her knuckles slightly curled, "I dreamt someone separated us."
