She woke up in bed, drenched in sweat amid bone-chilling emptiness and fear, her heart violently aching, her throat dry and painful. She curled up on the bed, in the darkness, hearing only the sound of her own heartbeat. Suddenly, she turned on the bedside lamp, stumbled out of bed, rushed out of the door, and frantically searched through the pitch-black living room, becoming more and more anxious. She was afraid, truly terrified. This nightmare that had haunted her every night had not appeared for five whole years, but recently, the dream had come back frequently, as if foreboding something. She didn’t want to repeat those living-death days from five years ago; she would rather die!
Chapter 67: Brother’s Lover
The loud noise in the living room woke up the sleeping Xia Xinwei. She opened her door and walked out, reaching to turn on the lights. The small space was already in disarray, with Xia Qianxi still frantically searching with her back turned.
“Qianxi, what are you doing!?” Xia Xinwei asked in shock.
“Medicine… Mom, where’s my medicine?” She looked up, her eyes hollow and frenzied.
Xia Xinwei rushed over and grabbed her hand: “Qianxi, what are you doing? Don’t scare Mom!”
Seeing Xia Xinwei, she clutched her hand tightly, pleading: “Medicine… Where did you put my medicine? Don’t hide it, let me take it!”
Xia Xinwei looked at Qianxi, who was lost in her emotions, trembling: “What are you saying?”
“Medicine… I want to take medicine…” she murmured.
“Qianxi! Look at me! Look at Mom!” Xia Xinwei forced herself to stay calm: “You’re fine! You don’t need to take medicine! Do you hear me? You don’t need medicine!”
“No…” she shook her head: “I want to take it…”
“Qianxi! What happened? Tell Mom!” Xia Xinwei gripped her shoulders tightly, her fingers sinking deep into her muscles.
The painful sensation on her shoulders brought her back to her senses, and tears began to flow wildly: “Mom…”
Xia Xinwei reached out and embraced her, comforting: “It’s okay, it’s okay…”
“Mom…” Qianxi sobbed: “I had that dream again… I saw him… I often see him at school! I can’t sleep without taking medicine…”
