Chapter 3031

Mo Siyu fell into a drowsy sleep, the involuntary feeling surged up again and permeated her whole body. She wanted to move, but found that she couldn't lift her arm even with all her strength.

My whole body seemed to be crushed by a heavy burden, and I couldn't move.

She wanted to scream, but there was no sound in her throat.

The sound of the music seemed to trap her soul in her body like a spell, imprisoning her.

Chu Chuyan kept his eyes open, because he was afraid that Mo Siyu would not sleep well, and finally he was sleepy. The breathing sound around him became steady and even, and he was about to fall asleep, but he didn't expect the person in his arms to start agitating.

She seemed to want to wake up, but she seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. Her eyeballs were rolling under her eyelids, her brows were tightened, her breathing was disordered, but she still couldn't wake up.

Chu Chuyan pushed her: "Brother Yu, Brother Yu, wake up?"

Mo Siyu acted as if he hadn't heard it.

Chu Chuyan lifted the quilt, got up and lit the candle, then returned to the bed, hugged Mo Siyu up from the bed, and shook her body: "Brother Yu, Brother Yu, wake up quickly."

Mo Siyu leaned limply in his arms, unconscious.

Chu Chuyan went all out, pressed her acupoints with his fingertips, pinched her buttocks, the painful Mo Siyu finally woke up from the nightmare.

She was sweating profusely, her body seemed to be exhausted, her hands and feet were cold, she gasped for breath, and asked dryly, "What's wrong with me?"

"You're having a nightmare again." Seeing that she was sweating, Chu Chuyan reached out to the nape of her neck to touch her back.

Mo Siyu was startled, pushed him away like a conditioned reflex, moved his body back, and shrunk into the quilt.

Chu Chuyan: "..."

Chu Chuyan thought she was still in a nightmare, and said softly, "I'm afraid you're sweating, so I'll wipe your back."

"No need." Mo Siyu wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, sat hugging the quilt for a while, and listened attentively: "Listen, this is the sound, it seems to be the same sound I heard last time?"

As she said, she was about to get out of bed wrapped in blankets: "Where did this sound come from?"

Chu Chuyan listened for a while, and there was the sound of the wind blowing the small trees outside, the whimpering of the cold wind, and the faint sound of the flute.

Seeing that Mo Siyu was about to get out of bed, he quickly held her down: "What are you doing?"

"Go to the window and listen to where the music is coming from. The wind is too loud, and it's not very clear if you hear it intermittently." Mo Siyu was about to step on the ground with bare feet, but was stopped by Chu Chuyan.

"You're sweating, so you don't get caught in the wind. I'll open the window, and you'll be wrapped in the bedding." As he spoke, Chu Chuyan got up, blew out the candle, walked over lightly, and opened the window.

The cold wind suddenly poured in from the window, and the gauze curtain was swaying.

The cold wind carried the sound of the flute and came from a bedroom upstairs clearly. The melody seemed to have reached its peak, and it was a little rushed and passionate. It felt like being torn apart.

Gradually, after the climax of the music passed, the music entered the final calm, revealing a soothing sense of relief.

Soon, the music disappeared.

Chu Chuyan waited for a while, and seeing that the music did not continue, he closed the window, ran to the bed, hugged Mo Siyu, and tucked into her quilt, his hands and feet were icy cold Sticking to Mo Siyu's body like an octopus, he whispered, "This winter night in Moon City is really too cold.

It's so cold, I'm about to freeze into a popsicle, it's better to be warmer in Brother Yu's quilt..."