Mu Chi Yao sees that Yan Anxi relies on herself so much, so he can only hold her harder and harder, hoping to make her feel that she depends a little.

Yan Anxi's thin voice, with helplessness and panic: "don't You go away Go away, don't touch me... "

Mu Chi Yao lowered his head and almost pasted it to her lips to hear what she was saying.

"Yashi, wake up."

"No, I want to leave here, you bad guys Can't... "

Hearing this, Mu Chi Yao has decided what measures to take to make Yan Anxi wake up quickly.

At this time, Yananxi added, "don't touch my child You go away, kid, my kid, I can't do without a kid... "

Mu Chi Yao was stiff all over.

Yan Anxi's mood seems to be getting more and more excited: "go away What are you going to do, kid... "

Tears fell from the corner of her eyes and fell on the back of Mu Chi Yao's hand.

The tear seemed to be so hot that Mu Chi Yao's hands were shaking.

He seemed to understand what Yanxi's nightmare was.

Just, from her dream words, is it someone who wants to kill her baby?

Or She's just dreaming.

People say that dreams are Contrary.

The opposite.

"Yan Anxi, you will dream of children." Mu Chi Yao looked at her restless sleeping face and said in a deep voice, "I dare not dream, dare not."

Really dare not dream, dream once, will be sad once.

Because, after the dream, afraid to wake up, will be a silent melancholy for a long time.

"At least, does this mean that you feel a little guilty about your children?"

Mu Chi Yao said with a sigh.

He doesn't know what his mood is at this moment. He holds her and looks at her so uneasy. His heart is aching like a needle.

However, when he heard her say the word "child", he felt more pain.

The child, has always been between her and him, indelible scars.

"Child, child..."

Yan Anxi is still muttering, sweating, no less, nestling in Mu Chi Yao's arms, looking helpless and pitiful.

Mu Chi Yao holds her, slightly stiff.

When his hand was loose, he put Yanxi back on the bed.

Yan Anxi's head touched the pillow, and the whole person seemed to be greatly frightened. He suddenly held Mu Chi Yao's hand and held it.

as like as two peas, he slept in bed like a lie on the bed, just like the same feeling on the operating table that day.

She was afraid.

Losing her child has always been the deepest scar in her heart.

But she didn't show it and didn't dare to show it.

Because Yan Anxi understood that Mu Chi Yao was always worried about the children.

Once mentioned, it will only make the crack between two people deeper.

Mu Chi Yao looks at her lightly and holds her hand. Suddenly, she is ruthless and takes it away directly.

Yan Anxi's hand, losing its support point, fell on the bed.

Her heart seems to have lost its support.

"Don't No, Mu Chi Yao, where are you... " Yan Anxi murmured, "Mu Chi Yao, help me!"

Mu Chi Yao, as if he had not heard her, got out of bed, went to the window and lifted the curtain.

The light outside all penetrated in at one time. In the bedroom, it suddenly became very bright and not so dim.

Yanxi's eyes closed tightly for a while, then he woke up.

She opened her eyes, gasped heavily and looked at the ceiling. The whole person was still confused.

That dream, too real, too frightened her.

She dreamed about the child again, the child she lost, the little life in her stomach.

Yan Anxi blinked and slowly returned to his mind.

She turned her head slightly and saw Mu Chi Yao standing by the window.

Subconsciously, Yan Anxi also said his name: "Mu Chi Yao..."

The voice is soft, with a little weakness, and nasal sound.

Mu Chi Yao stood in the window, turned around and looked at her: "wake up?"

Yan Anxi stood up and sat up from the bed, only feeling his back sticky.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Mu Chi Yao, I Do I talk in my sleep? Is that bothering you? "

"Yes." Mu Chi Yao nodded. "You have a nightmare."

"Sorry..." Yan Anxi said, "next time I do that, you will wake me up directly."

"Do you think I didn't call you?"

"Ah?" Yan Anxi was shocked. "I sleep so hard Then, next time you knock on me and shake me constantly. In any case, you can wake me up in any way. "

Mu Chi Yao raised his feet and walked towards her. As he walked, he asked lightly, "Yan Anxi, what nightmare did you have? There was such a sweat. "

She raised her hand and wiped the sweat on her forehead: "I Nothing. It's just a nightmare. It's a scary nightmare. "

She said, lowering her head, not daring to look into Mu Chi Yao's eyes.

Because what Yanxi dreamed of was that she was alone on the operating table and forced to take the child away.

Mu Chi Yao asked again, "since it's a nightmare, why do you lower your head and dare not look at me when you say this?"

"No, no, I, I'm wiping sweat, wiping sweat..."

Mu Chi Yao has come over, stands by the bed, looks at Yan Anxi, then bends down and sits beside her.

The bed sank obviously, and the heart of Yan Anxi also cluttered.

She always felt that Mu Chi Yao was very DANGER.

Yes, it's dangerous.

Yan Anxi thought, was it that when she had nightmares, she said dreamwords and then said something that Mu Chi Yao heard all?

She didn't dare to guess. She could only blink and look at Mu Chi Yao without speaking.

Mu Chi Yao reached out and pulled the hair around her ear to the back of her ear. The movement was extremely gentle.

Yan Anxi is very unaccustomed to this move. Subconsciously, he wants to turn his head and avoid it.

Mu Chi Yao doesn't care. He takes back his hand.

"Yan Anxi." He said, "do you know what you said when you had nightmares?"

Yan Anxi asked nervously, "what?"

Mu Chi Yao looked into her eyes and said two words slowly: "child."

Yan Anxi was stunned.

"You say, child, repeatedly talking about the child, although the voice is very small, but I sleep next to you, or clearly heard."

Mu Chi Yao directly omitted. He held her in his arms and comforted her with gentle words. He wanted her to wake up and not be haunted by nightmares.

Since she didn't know then, she would never know!

Yan Anxi could only stare at him and nodded honestly: "I I am, I am dreaming of the child... "