Chapter 93: Chapter 93 Nightmare_1
She squatted down, her delicate face contorted instantly, then suddenly burst into a joyful grin, “But now, you’ve not only lost your beauty, even your life is gone. I, Qiao Anchu, am the real winner in life! And you, just keep being gnawed by these snakes, insects, and mice, until your bones are no more…”
Qiao Xiaren floated in mid-air, her brows slightly furrowed as she watched the scene below.
She had wanted to get a closer look, but the surroundings began to shatter like glass, Qiao Anchu’s sharp, triumphant laughter all she could hear.
The entire world spun, and she could no longer see anything.
The surrounding darkness made it impossible to see anything. She was surrounded by coldness, despair, and shadows.
Qiao Xiaren didn’t know where she was, she hugged herself and sat on the ground, attempting to seek some warmth.
After an unknown amount of time, her surroundings suddenly lit up. It seemed like she was on a dazzling stage, with dazzling lights and the frenzied shouts of fans.
“Next, we’d like to invite the youngest actress in the history of our global awards, Qiao Xiaren, to present the award!”
She walked on stage, accepted the small golden statue from the presenter’s hands, and gave a speech with a smile under the unified cheer of her fans.
For some reason, Qiao Xiaren felt something was off.
“Ranran, Ranran, our only love Ranran!”
“Goddess Ranran, we love you, you’re the best, Ranran…”
Ye Mohan appeared in a suit, looking handsome and suave, staring at her with deep affection, “Ranran, congratulations on getting the little golden man, your husband loves you.”
Qiao Xiaren held the small golden statue and began to retreat. No, this was all not real. Ye Mohan, the heartless ingrate, had maliciously murdered her.
She was already dead.
“Get away, don’t call me!”
The scene suddenly changed to another, and she still couldn’t see her surroundings.
It seemed like the sound of dripping water came from her ears, why was there the sound of dripping water?
The darkness around her slowly dissipated, Qiao Xiaren stood up, and saw that the road in front of her began to fill up with white fog, everything ahead was vague and elusive, and she still couldn’t see anything.
A low sobbing sound seemed to come from up front, she seemed to be in a foggy tunnel.
She slowly groped her way forward, the sound of her footsteps along with the quiet sobs were somewhat unnerving in the tunnel.
Xiaren kept telling herself that this was just a nightmare and that she would wake up once she got out.
The fog gradually disappeared, and Qiao Xiaren saw a little boy squatting on the side of the road, rubbing his eyes and crying. He buried his head under his arms, and with each sob, his small body trembled, looking unbearably cute.
He cried so sadly that Xiaren couldn’t bear it and squatted down, patting his shoulder, “Little brother, why are you crying?”
Hearing the girl’s voice, the little boy slowly raised his head, “Sis, my dad is missing, can you help me find my dad, please…”
Qiao Xiaren’s pupils suddenly contracted, and she was unable to move as if frozen in place.
On the boy’s face, there were no eyebrows, no nose, even no mouth, only two large hollows where his eyes should be, a black substance continuously flowing from them, dropping in her skirt.
“Sis, they all abandoned me…”
“Sis, can you give my dad back to me…”
The little boy stood up, the two black hollows looked exceptionally chilling and terrifying.
Qiao Xiaren woke up drenched in sweat, instinctively sat up from the bed, but was engulfed in a warm, sturdy embrace, she responded by holding it back and drilled further into it.