C35

There was no shadow, no moon, no stars. There was nothing outside the window except for the neon lights …

Shen Jiaming stood by the window, holding onto a dry towel. He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes before opening them again.

Shen Jiaming only felt his entire body break out in cold sweat, he did not know why he had seen such a scene just now. Maybe, he thought, there was something wrong with him, everything was urgent, and no matter what happened tomorrow, he would have to see a doctor.

Returning to his bed in his bedroom, Shen Jiaming covered himself with a thick blanket, but he still felt very cold. He used the blanket to wrap himself tightly around himself and forced himself to close his eyes. He did not want to think about the strange things that had happened to him in the past two days and wanted him to immediately fall asleep.

Sometimes, people wouldn't think about anything, but once they were in bed, in a quiet environment, they would think about all sorts of things. Shen Jiaming was currently in a predicament. The more he forced himself not to think about it, the more he actually thought about it … He thought of that strange Bear Cub, thought of the indiscernible shadow in the French window or in his dreams last night, and that "moonlight and stars" he had seen tonight …

What was going on? Why did he often see such incredible things recently? As he thought about it, he didn't know whether he was asleep or awake, but he heard the little boy in the corridor happily shouting, "Let's go, let's go! I'm so happy!" "There's no need to be afraid anymore …"

Shen Jiaming was annoyed by the little boy's quarreling. He wanted the little boy to shut up, and he even wanted to get up and go to the corridor to scold him. However, just as he was about to get up, he suddenly realized that he couldn't move his body, which was lying on the bed. It was as if his hands and feet were tied up by something, and the more he struggled, the tighter he tightened his grip.

The little boy in the corridor was still jumping and joking, and the sound of his laughter resounded throughout the entire building in the silent night. Shen Jiaming was so agitated that he felt extremely uncomfortable, and adding that his body seemed to be forcefully tied up by something, it was extremely difficult for him to even breathe.

Shen Jiaming wanted to shout, wanted to ask for help, but he discovered that he could not make a single sound with his voice, so no matter how he opened his mouth, he was unable to do anything.

Gradually, Shen Jiaming was tired and sleepy, he already did not have the strength to struggle, his eyelids were moving up and down, he gave up on his own thought, just sleep like that, once he falls asleep, he would have nothing more to think about.

The little boy outside was as noisy and rowdy as ever. He was bouncing around, looking extremely happy. He even started to sing, "Little baby, go to sleep. Mommy is here, by your side …"

Shen Jiaming fell into a deep sleep.

Ah!" After entering his dreams, Shen Jiaming felt as if something had grabbed onto his throat and he couldn't even catch his breath. It was like a rope around his neck, and he felt his tongue being squeezed out of his mouth.

He opened his eyes in a daze. He could not see the surroundings clearly, but he could vaguely see many people around him. They were all holding torches in their hands.

He tried to struggle free and raised his hand to grab at the neck. The moment he raised his hand, he felt a few rays of golden light fly towards him and wrap around his body like ropes. Then the golden lights wrapped around his body with great force.

In that instant, those golden threads strangled his strength, making it hard for him to endure. He couldn't help but scream miserably. "Ah …"

But his throat couldn't produce any sound at all. He could only silently stand there with his mouth open, listening to his own miserable screams!

Following his miserable scream, the surrounding firelight suddenly neared. Shen Jiaming immediately felt as if his body was being burned by fire, heat, searing, strangle, pain, all spread out from his body, this kind of suffering was unbearable for ordinary people, and Shen Jiaming couldn't care about anything else but to scream, the more he screamed, the more miserable he would be, the more painful he would be …

As he shouted, he suddenly felt as if the golden light on his body had grown legs. Not only was it tied to his body, it even cut through his skin, bit by bit cutting into his body. Those golden lights weren't just beams of light. They looked more like metallic wires that were extremely tough and tenacious. It was as if they were slicing through flesh as they latched onto a person …

Shen Jiaming had always been a man who didn't fear pain, but he really couldn't endure the pain anymore. But now that he was trapped here, he didn't even have the time to cry out loud every single day. Besides pain and screaming, he simply couldn't do anything else, he couldn't even think of a way to differentiate between reality and a dream …

Just when Shen Jiaming felt that his body had been cut into pieces by the metal threads, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Shen Jiaming, Shen Jiaming..."

The shouts gradually recovered Shen Jiaming's interest. He struggled several times before finally being able to open his heavy eyelids. Then, he saw Sheng Jiuzhou, who was dressed in big red clothes, standing beside his bed.

Shen Jiaming had finally awakened, and his head was covered in cold sweat. The thick blanket that was originally wrapped around his body also fell off the bed, proving how much he struggled in his dream just now.

He slowly sat up from the window and immediately cried out, "Ah!" The excruciating pain in his dream still remained on his body. Every time he moved now, the pain caused by the metal threads could be felt. It was as if the wounds were not in his dreams, but really in his body.

Shen Jiaming reached out to rub his wound, then lifted the sleeve of his pajamas to check if there really was a wound on his arm. His tanned arms were clean and smooth, without a single wound. However, when his fingers touched those areas of pain, with a slight movement, he felt as if his body had been cut into pieces, as if something had cut his flesh into pieces.

While Shen Jiaming was crying out for pain, Sheng Jiuzhou was standing beside his bed, expressionlessly looking at him, with no emotions in his eyes.

Shen Jiaming was miserable for a long time, but in the end, he clenched his teeth and asked Sheng Jiuzhou while enduring the pain, "Ah Jiu, brother is fine, did I have a nightmare? Did it scare you? "

The way Sheng Jiuzhou looked at Shen Jiaming suddenly changed from the usual emotionless to a look of shock.