"Xiao Yu! What's wrong with you?" Han Mingyue rushed to the front of the small bed as soon as he heard the noise, anxiously asking. The dream was too realistic; Zhen Yu's eyes were unfocused and her mouth agape, anger stuck in her throat, utterly unable to come back to her senses.
"Xiao Yu! Xiao Yu! ..." Han Mingyue realized that Zhen Yu was caught in a nightmare, afraid that she would suffocate, he quickly grabbed her shoulders and shook her vigorously.
Within Han Mingyue's calls, Zhen Yu's eyes rapidly blinked a few times, finally exhaling a breath and looked at him.
Unexpectedly, two lines of clear tears suddenly slid from Zhen Yu's eyes. Even she didn't understand, why was she crying? Why cry ...
Han Mingyue watched hopelessly at Zhen Yu who didn't even blink but kept crying, "Don't cry! Xiao Yu, what happened to you? Stop crying ..."
Zhen Yu didn't want to cry at all! But she couldn't control herself...
