Chapter 524
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That was an extremely terrifying dream, as if all the struggles were futile. She knew that the ending would be extremely tragic but she was unable to stop it from happening and could only watch as everything reached an irreversible stage.
She was a murderer.
There was a rumble of thunder. It was the early winter weather but there was actually such lightning. Shen Miao sat up quietly in her dream and gasped for breath.
Her hands unconsciously grabbed onto something and felt that someone was gently patting her back. The strength of that hand was gentle and had a reassuring strength. She leaned in the other person's embrace and grabbed her neck. She only felt that her face was full of sweat and she was almost out of breath.
That person had a good temper and allowed her to curl up. He paused for a moment before reaching out to the back of Shen Miao's head and pressed her into his embrace. Shen Miao's body trembled so much that she bit his shoulder. His body trembled but he did not move and only patted Shen Miao's head soothingly.
One did not know how much time had passed before the thunder gradually subsided and only the pitter-patter of rain could be heard from outside the window into the room. Shen Miao's heart gradually calmed down and she released her mouth. The tip of her nose touched something cold and it was a golden button.
It was an extremely intimate posture with the other person.
She slowly sat up from that person's embrace.
The latter got up and after a moment, the room was lit up. Someone placed the oil lamp on the small table in front of the couch and walked to the side of the couch to sit down. His brows were deep and handsome, as usual elegant and noble. If it was not Xie Jing Xing, who else could it be? Under the light of the lantern, his gaze was less cynical than it was in the past. It was more comforting, and there was a faint hint of concern.
Shen Miao's heart shrank.
She was addicted to a terrible nightmare and could not wake up. That dream was not only like a dream, it was as if it really happened. She was bewildered by the terrible truth and momentarily lost her composure. Touching something warm was like a drowning person grabbing onto a life-saving straw, and would not let go. But she had forgotten that in the middle of the night, the other person's arrival was a matter worth pondering over.
The secret that she had always locked up seemed to have a crack at this moment and she was facing the most astute hunter. Xie Jing Xing's eyes were like torches and one fear that he would be able to guess something from just a few words.
"What did you dream about?" Xie Jing Xing cut off the excess wick in the oil lamp. Even such a simple action, when done by him, looked like a perfect silhouette under the lamp, pleasing to the eye.
"It is only a nightmare." Shen Miao said as her eyes hung down. However, her voice was still unnatural for a moment.
Xie Jing Xing paused and turned to look at her, "You also have times when you are afraid?"
Anger suddenly rose in Shen Miao's heart as she said, "I am not Your Highness Prince Rui and it is already hard to survive in this world. Naturally there would be times when one is afraid."
Xie Jing Xing looked at him. His eyes were very beautiful, and the shape was the most beautiful peach blossom eyes. Usually, he was a bit frivolous and a bit serious, making it hard for people to tell if he was sincere or not, but it could also make women drown in his moving eyes. But now that he was facing Shen Miao, his pair of eyes were like the autumn waters, as deep as black jade, making it hard for one to detect the emotions within. He said, "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream."
Shen Miao's nose turned sour and an incomparable sadness suddenly emerged in her heart. She self-admitted that she had experienced a rebirth and that her emotions were extremely well controlled. There were times when hate and love could not be concealed, but after a short outburst, it would be cleaned up by her. However this dream tonight made her suddenly unable to face it. Perhaps it was because the rain was too cold tonight, or perhaps it was because Xie Jing Xing's gaze was too gentle, it made her cold and hard heart become weak and wanted to find a place to cry out loud.
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