The next day.
Ning Xixi woke up from a nightmare, gasping for air, and a pair of large hands beside her pulled her into a warm and wide embrace, familiar with the clean scent of lime, bringing her back to reality.
"Dabai..." She hugged Ji Yebai's lean waist tightly, rubbing against him like a cat, her voice soft and mellow, as if she were complaining to a parent after being wronged.
Ji Yebai gently stroked her hair, his voice hoarse, "What's wrong?"
"I had a nightmare. I dreamed that you and Qiaoqiao... both of you..."
Feeling the little girl's fear, Ji Yebai held her tighter, "Don't be afraid, it's all over now, I'm here with you."
Ning Xixi responded with a "hmm" and lifted her little face, "How's Qiaoqiao?"
"The bullet's been removed, he's still in the ICU."
At the mention of Qiao Nancheng, Ning Xixi's nose tingled with sorrow, "It's my fault, I'm too stupid, I caused harm to Qiaoqiao..."
