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Hearing Ruan Xiya's cry, he immediately frowned, trying to wake Ruan Xiya up.

Who knew, Ruan Xiya couldn't wake up for a long time.

Just when he was anxiously about to call Lu Siyan and ask if there was anything he could do, Ruan Xiya suddenly sat up from the bed and opened her eyes.

Holding Ruan Xiya tightly, He Jingyuan realized that a layer of cold sweat had broken out on his forehead.

"Ayuan, don't leave me...don't leave me...uh..."

Still immersed in the sadness in the dream, Ruan Xiya hugged He Jingyuan tightly, like a drowning person hugging the only piece of wood tightly, for fear that He Jingyuan would suddenly abandon her.

He Jingyuan's heart was broken by Ruan Xiya's crying.

He gently patted Ruan Xiya's back, and comforted him: "Ruan Ruan, don't worry, I will always be by your side."

Hearing He Jingyuan's voice, Ruan Xiya gradually calmed down, but she still hugged He Jingyuan firmly and did not let go.

Seeing this, He Jingyuan had no choice but to take off his shoes, hugged Ruan Xiya, and sat on the bed half leaning.

Holding He Jingyuan's waist tightly, Ruan Xiya said with red eyes: "Ayuan, I dreamed that you were hit by a car in order to save me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Jingyuan's heart skipped a beat, and the hand that patted Ruan Xiya's arm paused, and he said a little nervously, "What else did you dream about?"

Ruan Xiya pursed her lips and shook her head, choked up and said, "Just dreaming about this, I feel like I've been suffocated by someone. The pain is so painful that I'm about to suffocate. Ah Yuan, please don't leave me, please, don't leave me."

He Jingyuan patted Ruan Xiya's arm softly, guilt flashed across his eyes.

"Ruan Ruan, it's just a dream, don't worry too much."

"Is it a dream?"

Ruan Xiya said with some uncertainty: "But why, I always feel that such a scene seems to have happened in reality. The pain is too real, so real that I can't wake up."

"It's just a dream, Ruan Ruan, don't think too much, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

He Jingyuan comforted Ruan Xiya gently, but the hand on the other side of his body was tightly clenched, and the nails pierced into the palm, causing sharp pain, reminding him to stay rational.

The wound on Ruan Xiya's head was still not healed, and she had a nightmare again. She was a little tired and fell asleep soon.

He Jingyuan kissed Ruan Xiya's reddened eyes softly, and wanted to get out of bed and call Lu Siyan.

However, as soon as he moved, he felt He Jingyuan's hand tighten slightly.

He reluctantly took the phone from the bedside table and sent a message to Lu Siyan.

He Jingyuan: Ruanruan just had a dream about something that happened in the past.

Lu Siyan: When is it?

He Jingyuan watched Lu Siyan's answer carefully, and suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He hesitated for a long time before sending a word.

He Jingyuan: It was the island, the time I was hit.

Lu Siyan: In this case, it is very likely that Shia is slowly recovering her memory.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Xiya would recover her memory so soon, He Jingyuan was silent for a while, and put the phone on the bedside table a little annoyed.

Lu Siyan hadn't received He Jingyuan's answer for a long time, and Lu Siyan guessed what He Jingyuan was thinking.

After deliberating for a long time, he still sent a message to He Jingyuan.

The mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly buzzed, He Jingyuan frowned, and quickly took the mobile phone, for fear of waking Ruan Xiya.