Chapter 74: Chapter 74 The Redemption and Light in the Nightmare Chapter 74: Chapter 74 The Redemption and Light in the Nightmare Lu Sheng used his Soul Power to enter Li Muchen’s dream.
It was a dim evening.
The sky was covered with a heavy haze, and the desolate autumn wind whipped up the leaves along the highway, sending them fluttering back to the ground, like a prelude to an impending storm.
On the wide highway above, the bodies of two collided cars were severely deformed, clearly the scene of a quite tragic car accident.
A young man, covered in blood, sat in a pool of blood, holding in his arms the body of a woman whose arm was severed and half of her head crushed and deformed.
Not far from him was the bloody, unrecognizable corpse of a man. The man’s deep khaki coat was completely soaked black with blood, and he quietly lay on the ground.
This sight made Lu Sheng’s heart wrench painfully.
The young man’s face was covered in blood, the blood of that woman, almost obscuring his features.
But the clearly defined facial contours, already prominent in his youth, told her that this young man was Li Muchen.
The scene in Li Muchen’s dream was clearly that of the car accident he encountered ten years ago—a horrific car accident where he witnessed the deaths of his parents, his mother’s head being crushed while protecting him.
Ten years have passed, and such scenes still become his nightmares night after night.
No wonder he has not had a good night’s sleep in ten years.
Because he’s never truly woken up from this nightmare.
Dreams are the reflections of human subconscious.
Mirroring reality, yet not entirely reality.
Thus Lu Sheng saw that in this vast dream world, aside from the young Li Muchen, there seemed to be only the endless road and the corpses of his parents.
The young man was bewildered.
He bewilderingly touched his mother’s horrific and incomplete skull with his hand, the beautiful and well-defined hands trembling, trying to find traces of the past on her or to awaken her.
But it was all in vain.
The unchangeable past makes people struggle painfully in their dreams, bringing some kind of longing into the dream.
Everyone is the master of their own dreams.
People can reverse facts and alter the future in their dreams, providing consolation to their powerless selves in reality.
Thus Lu Sheng thought that when Li Muchen witnessed his parents’ death again in his dream, he would make some changes.
Such as suddenly clearing the sky, restoring the cars to their original state, erasing all the blood, letting his parents wake up safely. As if nothing had ever happened, everything was beautiful.
Lu Sheng hoped that Li Muchen would do something.
However, the next second, she saw the young man, amid the surrounding silence, pulling out a dagger from somewhere.
He slowly set his mother’s body down from his arms on the ground, lay it flat, and then silently stood up.
The sky began to drizzle, washing away the dirty blood on the young man’s face.
He stood in front of his parents’ corpses, slowly raising the dagger in his hand.
Slowly, aiming it at his own heart.
At that moment, Lu Sheng felt that she too was almost unable to breathe.
It turned out that Li Muchen’s hope was not to change the fact that his parents died. Because even in his subconscious, he knew this fact could not be changed.
His hope was to die with his parents in that car accident.
The cold, sharp blade of the dagger inch by inch pierced into his heart, yet the expression on the young man’s face became relaxed and relieved, as if he had long been looking forward to this moment of self-destruction.
Once the blade had completely sunk into his heart, the young man staggered and fell to his knees in the rain. The fresh blood that had just emerged from his chest was quickly diluted and washed away by the ruthless rain.
Lu Sheng felt that intense guilt, the young man blaming himself for his parents’ deaths.
So he took his own life by his own hand.
The blood flowed to its end.
It was liberation and freedom.
Lu Sheng watched beside, only feeling her own face also moisten.
It wasn’t the rain, but tears.
She is a Demon… Yet she cried, shedding tears over a human’s dream.
It shouldn’t be , it shouldn’t be.
As if driven by some instinct, Lu Sheng swiftly walked to the car with its lid pried open.
She rummaged vigorously under the car chassis, her pupils shrinking suddenly when she found the brake line clearly cut by someone.
This car accident was no accident, it was deliberately arranged.
It wasn’t Li Muchen’s fault, not because he is a God-destined calamity that led to his parents’ deaths.
Someone wanted to kill his whole family.
Realizing this, Lu Sheng ran without hesitation to the kneeling boy.
The boy, sensing someone approaching, slightly regained consciousness in the rain and forced his eyes open.
The rain intensified, pouring down heavily.
The girl, in this torrential downpour, knelt in front of the boy and solemnly cupped his face with her hands.
“Li Muchen, this is not your fault.”
“Your parents’ deaths were not because of you, it was someone who tampered with the brake line wanting to kill you.”
“Li Muchen, stop blaming yourself… It’s not your fault, it has never been your fault.”
“It’s not my fault…” the boy murmured, looking at her, “Who are you?”
“I’m here to save you,” Lu Sheng said, “I’m here to rescue you.”
The next second, she pulled the dagger from the boy’s chest.
Blood surged out violently, but she kissed the boy’s cold lips at that moment and placed her palm over his heart.
As their lips touched, the boy looked at her in shock. All he could see were her slightly trembling eyelashes and their intermingling breaths.
Just like the day he first met Lu Sheng in reality.
It felt like a powerful force surged into his heart, rapidly healing the wound and making his heart beat vigorously again.
At the same time, the girl raised her other hand. The pouring rain abruptly stopped, and a beam of light suddenly broke through the heavy clouds.
The boy’s heart trembled sharply.
The man on the bed also suddenly opened his eyes.
—There was no highway, no car accident.
The room was dimly lit, only the floor lamp by the bed emitted a faint light, as if the whole world was left with him and the girl in his arms.
He looked down to see the petite girl with her head buried in his chest. She seemed deeply asleep, her left hand tightly wrapped around his waist.
Li Muchen’s chest heaved violently, still not recovered from the dream, even the pillow was slightly damp.
For ten years, he had the same nightmare almost every night.
But this time was different.
In this dream, there was her.
She said the car accident was no accident, someone tampered with the brake line. She said she came to save him.
He had never doubted that the car accident was a true accident caused by the other driver’s drunken driving and his father’s failure to brake in time.
But what Li Muchen thought of now, was all about the girl who suddenly appeared in his dream.
Was it because he missed her so much during the day that he dreamed of her?
Li Muchen took a deep breath, finally calmed himself down, and then tightened his embrace, holding Lu Sheng even closer.
He feared waking her, only daring to gently kiss her forehead and lips. His obsidian-like eyes held a deep affection as he looked down at the girl in front of him.
He didn’t know if he deserved such bliss, but even if it was just a dream right now, he dearly wished to extend the dream indefinitely.
If only it could always be .
Li Muchen hugged the person in his arms and closed his eyes once more.