An Xinyan looked at her in astonishment. The man who was beaten to a bloody head by her suddenly lost his reaction.

The scarlet blood flowed down the wound on his forehead, slid across his cheek, dripped on his black shirt, and then disappeared.

Half of his face was dyed red, and the enchanting red color was particularly eye-catching. Coupled with the weird smile on the corner of his mouth, it was as if he came from hell, making him feel eerie and terrifying.

He slowly walked towards her, but An Xinyan was so frightened that her face turned pale and she staggered back in fear, "Don't come here..."

The man didn't listen to her words and stopped, but forced her against the wall with no way to retreat.

The coldness coming from her back failed to wake up An Xinyan's disabled head. Instead, the coldness spread to her limbs and bones, causing her body to tremble slightly.

The man's bloody face was close at hand, and his warm breath sprayed on An Xinyan's face. The blood in her body froze rapidly because of fear, and her atrophied heart made her feel suffocated.

The thoughts in her mind made her want to run away, but her trembling limbs could not move, plunging her into deep despair...

Suddenly, the man took out a small white bottle and placed it in her nostrils. A pleasant and light fragrance entered An Xinyan's nose, and dizziness followed. Finally, she felt that her eyes were dark... She fainted.

past!

But when she fell into a coma, she heard a deep and pleasant male voice, 'Don't be too emotional now, take a good rest.'

An Xinyan fainted in his arms. She was emotionally excited just now, and the tears on her cheeks have not yet dried. The man stared at the woman in his arms. She was very peaceful at this time, but her pale and bloodless face added a kind of emotion.

The pity for the beauty made him feel a little confused...

After falling into a coma, An Xinyan did not sleep peacefully. She was painfully entangled by nightmares. She lay on the bed with her delicate body, her head turning left and right. She wanted to get rid of the dream in her mind, but no matter what,

No matter how hard she shakes, she can't seem to fall asleep.

In her sleep, she returned to the situation on her birthday.

Wearing a beautiful long white dress, she got into a stretched limousine and took her to a luxurious villa.

There the person she loved deeply was waiting for her.

There he declared his love to her.

There he asked her to be his only woman.

There she gave all of herself to the man she loved.

They enjoyed a sweet night, and each other's hearts were filled with each other.

That night, they only had each other, becoming one and becoming each other's appendages.

At this moment, the scene freezes when Wei Han gives her a gift...

'Close your eyes, I have a gift for you.'

She closed her eyes obediently.

'alright!'

When she opened her eyes, what appeared in front of her was a silver necklace. The pendant on it was in the shape of the skirt she had chosen this time, and it was inlaid with crystal clear diamonds.

She liked it very much and was very touched.

The screen changes again...

She saw herself lying motionless on the bed in a ward.

Wei Han and Liangliang Baby desperately cried and called to her on the bed.

They kept telling her to wake up, and their sad voices hurt her heart.

She stepped forward and told them loudly that she was here, but no matter how she shouted or called, there was no response from them.

It was as if she and them were separated in two worlds, unable to touch each other. This feeling made her miserable.

There is nothing more painful in the world than being separated from loved ones...

Every call from Wei Han and Liangliang made her feel extremely heavy, especially when she went up to them and cried, "I am here," they did not respond to her, which plunged her deeply into despair.

…

An Xinyan woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and realized that everything just happened was a dream, a very clear and real dream.

She subconsciously touched her chest and found that the necklace Wei Han gave her was still there.

Stroking the necklace he gave her, it was as if he was right beside her, and the emotional ups and downs caused by the dream had slowly calmed down!

It had a soothing effect.

The chirping of birds came from outside the window. This was a natural sound that could not be heard in the city in the past. The chirping of birds was like a beautiful note, which sounded very pleasant to the ear.

An Xinyan slowly turned her head to the window, and then remembered where she was.

Castle of Ghosts!

A mysterious and weird place, and that weird man.

When An Xinyan thought of that man, she couldn't help but frown, and the memory before she fainted came back bit by bit.

And the low words at the end...wait, the man seems to be speaking Chinese!

Chinese?

He actually knew Chinese, and why that voice felt inexplicably familiar to her.

No matter how much she wanted to think about the source of this familiar feeling, she didn't know why.

Moreover, whenever she thought of that man, she would collapse, and the scene of his bloody face flashed in her mind.

Scenes like that kept haunting her over and over again. This was the first time she had ever hurt someone, and in such a violent way.

If he knew, if the vase was not smashed properly, that person might die.

Was it because he was lucky, or because his life should not have been decided in her hands.

I wonder if his wound has been bandaged?

She couldn't help but feel a little worried in her heart. At that time, she was just excited and out of control.

Now that I think about it, I still feel a little overwhelmed.

After that, An Xinyan shook her head vigorously. She didn't even know who that man was now, so there was no need to sympathize with him. He pretended to be mysterious and never answered the questions he asked properly.

An Xinyan stopped thinking and began to look at the room she was in. She hadn't taken a good look at this room since she woke up yesterday.

The decoration in the room is very beautiful, just like the living room she has seen, with European-style matching furniture, luxurious and luxurious.

This room is very much like a princess room in fairy tales, especially the bed she made now. It interprets the romance of the aristocracy in a palace style, as if you are in a beautiful fairy tale.

The love in fairy tales is exactly what every woman pursues and wants to have. They look forward to their prince appearing in front of them riding a white horse.

But now she is separated from her prince...

Thinking of this, An Xinyan's expression of longing for the beautiful fairy tale just now became sad.

She lifted up the quilt and got up and came to the window. After the heavy rain last night, the forest outside looked particularly bright and the air became very fresh.
Chapter completed!