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Chapter 123: Nightmare (4)

Ye Sui still had a lot of things to do. She should not be entangled in these illusory things.

“You’re right.” Ye Sui looked down and receded into thought. Even if the Xia Zhou Dynasty had a relationship with them, the past was the past and the present was now.

If she insisted on knowing the truth and seeking a fact that had no end, it would affect her current life.

Chen Shu noticed that Ye Sui’s mood was not right. He asked, “Are you not happy?”

Ye Sui shook her head. “No.”

Chen Shu stared at Ye Sui’s face and observed for a while. He then drew closer, narrowing the distance between the two. His eyes moved to her lips, and a low voice sounded, “I’ll make you happy.”

Ye Sui was stunned. The next second, Chen Shu covered her lips, kissing her lips and carefully, again and again.

Gentle and slow, fine and delicate.

He didn’t go deep, just caressing her softly. “You must be happy.”

Every time Chen Shu said a word, he repeated his kiss. It was as if he said too much, Ye Sui would follow his words.

Ye Sui laughed out loud. How could he be so persistent?

Unknowingly, the matter bothering her disappeared from her mind. She was so lucky to have such a partner.

Ye Sui reached out to hold the back of Chen Shu’s head. She looked for his eyes, and their gazes touched in the air. Chen Shu also stopped kissing her.

Ye Sui’s eyes were clear; there was no previous confusion. However, when she looked at Chen Shu, it seemed to brush his heart gently.

“Okay, okay. I’m already happy.”

As if afraid that Chen Shu wouldn’t believe her, Ye Sui hooked him over and kissed him on her own. She seemed to be pacifying a big child.

Ye Sui curled up her lips into a smile. “Do you believe me now?”

Chen Shu lowered his head and buried it on Ye Sui’s collarbone. She could feel him shaking his head. His short black hair was rubbing her skin and arousing an itchy numb feeling.

His lips swept down, passing over her collarbone like a breeze, and drifted over her chest. In the deep night, her white body flashed through his eyes.

The small, numb touch crawled along the collarbone all the way down.

Kept going—

After the kiss, Chen Shu poked his head out of the quilt. He leaned against Ye Sui’s shoulder and said in a soft voice, “We have to work tomorrow. Let’s go to bed early.”

Ye Sui: “...”

He lit the fire himself and then put it out as he liked. He didn’t even give her a chance to speak.

Chen Shu moved back and lay next to Ye Sui. He stretched out his hand and squeezed her hand under the blanket. “Go to sleep.”

Ye Sui glanced sideways at Chen Shu before turning her head back and continuing her staredown with the ceiling. Suddenly, a white spot of light appeared in her eyes, and her consciousness gradually sank.

The moon was up in the middle of the dark sky.

After some tossing and turning, Ye Sui soon fell asleep. When she was tired, she never dreamed much, but this time, she unexpectedly had a dream.

In the dream, Ye Sui was in a sea of fire.

Her body temperature was extremely high, as if burned by the hot sun.

The room was on fire, and the only thing visible was flames. The other furnishing couldn’t be seen clearly, so she didn’t know where it was.

The only thing she could be sure of was that it was ancient.

From outside came a lot of people’s voices, screams, and shouts. The sound of flames devouring the structure intertwined with the noise into a seemingly dense net.

There was no place to hide and breathe.

Suddenly, the things in front of her whirled around. Ye Sui’s mind was dizzy, and the air was sucked away from her...

She opened her eyes abruptly.

Ye Sui struggled to come back from her dream. She panted hard, as if the feeling of suffocation just now was still entangling her.

The fresh air in the morning poured into Ye Sui’s nose. It was already bright outside.

Ye Sui turned her head and looked to her side. The place was already empty. The clock on the wall indicated that it was half-past nine, and Chen Shu had gone to work.

She frowned and stroked the place where her heart was. Her nightdress was already wrinkled by the grabs in her sleep. She still remembered the heart-wrenching feeling in her dream.

Why did she have this dream? And the scene also felt terribly accurate.

Was it because she had been looking at Xia Zhou Dynasty’s data recently? Because she had been thinking about it in the day that she dreamed of it in the night?

There was a thread pulling Ye Sui from the dark, urging her to investigate. Something was waiting for her to finish.

Everything in the dream was as if it had really happened before, but now, it had disappeared.

The truth seemed to be within reach just moments ago. Now, it was concealed far away in a haze of mist, vague and indistinguishable.

Chen Shu was stunned. Chen Shu, who didn’t even believe in ghosts and gods, certainly wouldn’t believe this in his past and present lives.

But since getting to know Ye Sui, Chen Shu’s original understanding of this world had been broken a little bit. Ye Sui could see ghosts and communicated with them.

“It doesn’t matter whether you have a previous life.” Chen Shu thought for a while, “The most important thing is the person who can accompany you through this life.”

Chen Shu’s simple words immediately resolved Ye Sui’s doubts.

Ye Sui still had a lot of things to do, she should not be entangled in these illusory things.

“You’re right.” Ye Sui looked down and thought, even if she thinks Xia Zhou Dynasty had a relationship with them, the past was the past, and the present was now.

If she insisted on knowing the truth and seeking a fact that had no ending, it would affect her current life.

Chen Shu saw that Ye Sui’s mood was not right. He asked, “Are you not happy?”

Ye Sui shook her head: “No.”

Chen Shu stared at Ye Sui’s face and observed for a while, then drew closer, narrowing the distance between the two. His eyes moved to her lips, and a low voice sounded: “Then I will make you happy.”

Ye Sui was stunned, and the next second, Chen Shu covered her lips, kissing her lips gently, carefully, again and again.

Gently and slowly, fine and dense.

He didn’t go deep, just touched it carefully and softly: “you must be happy.”

Every time Chen Shu said a word, he repeated his kiss. It was as if he said too much, Ye Sui would follow his words.

Ye Sui laughed out loud, how could this person be so persistent.

Unknowingly, the matter that bothered Ye Sui had disappeared from the mind. She was so lucky to have such a partner.

Ye Sui reached out to hold the back of Chen Shu’s head. She looked for his eyes. Their eyes touch each other in the air. He stopped his movement and stopped kissing her.

Ye Sui’s eyes were clear, no previous confusion, but when she looked at Shenshu, it seemed to brush his heart gently.

“Okay, okay, I’m already happy.”

As if she was afraid that Chen Shu didn’t believe it. Ye Sui hooked him over and kissed him initiatively, as if he was pacifying a big child.

Ye Sui curled up her lips with a smile: “Do you believe it now?”

Chen Shu slowly lowered his head and buried it on Ye Sui’s collarbone. She could feel that he shook his head, and his short black hair rubbed her skin, and gave out an itchy numb feeling.

His lips swept down, passing over her collarbone like a breeze, and then drifting over the skin on her breast. At night, her white body flashed through his eyes.

The small, numb touch crawled along the collarbone all the way down.

Kept going——

After the kiss, Chen Shu put his head out of the quilt. He leaned against Ye Sui’s collarbone, and his voice was very soft: “We have to work tomorrow. Let’s go to bed early.”

Ye Sui: “......”

He lit the fire himself, put it out as he liked, and even didn’t give her a chance to speak.

Chen Shu moved back and lay next to Ye Sui. He stretched out his hand and squeezed her hand under the blanket: “Go to sleep.”

Ye Sui glanced sideways at Chen Shu, she turned her head back and continued to stare at the ceiling. A white spot of light appeared in front of her eyes, and her consciousness gradually sank.

The moon was up in the middle of the sky, and the sky was already dark.

After some tossing, Ye Sui soon fell asleep. When she was tired, she never dreamed much, but this time, she unexpectedly had a dream.

In the dream, Ye Sui was in a sea of fire.

The whole body temperature was extremely hot, as if ignited by the hot sun.

The room was burned by fire, the only thing could be seen in the room was fire, the other furnishing couldn’t be seen clearly, and didn’t know where it was.

It could only be seen that it was antique and not modern.

Outside came a lot of people’s voices, screams, shouts, as well as the sound of flames devouring the curtain, intertwined, seemed to have become a dense net.

The net made people have no place to hide and couldn’t breathe.

Suddenly, the things in front of her whirled around, Ye Sui’s mind was dizzy, and the air was sucked away from her...

She opened her eyes abruptly.

Ye Sui struggled to wake up from her dream, and she breathed desperately, as if the feeling of suffocation just now still entangled her.

The fresh air in the morning poured into Ye Sui’s nose, and it was already bright.

Ye Sui turned her head and looked to her side, the side was already empty. The clock on the wall indicated that it was half past nine and Chen Shu had gone to work.

She frowned and stroked the place where her heart was. Her nightdress was already wrinkled by her grabbing, and she still remembered the heart-wrenching feeling in her dream.

Why did she have this dream? And the scene in that dream was also terribly real.

Was it because she had been looking at Xia Zhou Dynasty’s data recently that she had been thinking about at day and dreaming at night?

There was a thread pulling Ye Sui in the dark, which made her continue to investigate. There was something waiting for her to finish.

Everything in the dream, as if it had really appeared before, but now it had disappeared.

The truth seemed to be within reach, but it was far away from her, immersed in a haze of mist, vague and indistinguishable.