Ouyang Hao was awakened by a terrifying scream. He abruptly opened his eyes and angrily scratched his head. Why wouldn’t this woman sleep in the middle of the night and instead scream like a ghost?
He was initially too lazy to bother with her. He turned over, ready to go back to sleep. However, the screams continued to come one after another, without stopping. He couldn’t take it anymore. Finally, he got out of bed and strode out of the bedroom.
Walking down the empty hallway, Ouyang Hao arrived at the guest room. He turned the handle, but found the door locked from the inside. He frowned in annoyance. Did this woman really take him for some kind of a wolf or tiger?
Was this necessary? He, Ouyang Hao, wasn’t that desperate!
Ouyang Hao kicked the door forcefully, "Lin Yixun! Lin Yixun!"
After kicking the door a few times, the inside seemed to quiet down. He was about to leave when the door suddenly opened behind him.
"Mr. Ouyang, is something wrong?"
"Sleep is sleep; why are you screaming like a ghost in the middle of the night?" Ouyang Hao said irritably, "My good sleep was entirely ruined by you."
Suddenly, Ouyang Hao’s gaze sharpened and was fixed on Lin Yixun’s face. He squinted and said, "You’ve been crying."
Lin Yixun was taken aback and instinctively touched her cheek, which was indeed cold and wet.
She hurriedly wiped her cheek and muttered, "I...no, I just had a nightmare."
Is it possible to cry so much from a dream? Also, were the screams really because of a nightmare?
"Do you often have nightmares?"
Lin Yixun’s face changed, not saying yes or no. Ouyang Hao instantly understood. It seemed this wasn’t the first time she had such episodes at night.
A friend of Ouyang Hao who was a psychologist once said that if a person often had nightmares, it meant they either had some psychological trauma or a mental illness.
So was Lin Yixun the former or the latter?
"Alright, it’s late. Go back to sleep."
Lin Yixun got back into bed but couldn’t sleep at all. She touched her empty bag and smiled bitterly. It seemed that without medicine, she just couldn’t get a good night’s sleep.
Would her life always be , constantly haunted by nightmares?
Cheng Ying wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but recently, Leng Yixiu seemed to be colder to her. This realization made her restless.
She took out her phone and dialed Leng Yixiu’s number. Soon, a man’s voice came from the other end, "Hello, Wan’er?"
"When are you getting off work today?"
"It might be a bit late."
"I see. I was planning to cook for you tonight. The housekeeper already bought the ingredients."
"Then I’ll come home early."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Ying smiled with joy. It seemed she was overthinking. See, Leng Yixiu was still the same as always, no matter how busy he was, he would make time for her.
Isn’t there a saying that if a man is willing to spend money on you, it means he likes you, but it could also mean he just wants to sleep with you? However, if a man is willing to spend time with you, especially when he is very busy, it definitely means he loves you.
Being woken up in the middle of the night, Ouyang Hao didn’t sleep well last night. Worse still, early in the morning, he was again miserably awakened by Lin Yixun’s screams.
Ouyang Hao was extremely frustrated and, upon opening his eyes, started yelling, "I said, dead wood block, why are you screaming so early in the morning?"
"Um..." Lin Yixun turned her face to the side, blushing and pointed at his body. "Mr. Ouyang, why aren’t you wearing any clothes when you sleep?!"