The insomnia over the past four years initially required medication, but by his side, she healed herself.
She suddenly turned around, reaching out to tightly hug his neck, sobbing softly like a wounded little wombat, cold tears soaking his chest.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
She choked, "He Yingdong, I'm so scared!"
His large hand gently stroked her back, his voice deep and seductive in the darkness: "What are you afraid of?"
"Afraid that all this is just a good dream, afraid that when the dream ends, we face separation again! I'm terrified of being abandoned by you!"
Her voice was low and weak, like a sleep-talking whisper.
It reached his ears, causing his heart to suddenly clench tightly...
"...It won't happen anymore, if anyone leaves, it'll be you leaving me!"
Softly kissing her ear, she closed her eyes, their breaths slowly entwining.
He reached over with his long arm, hugged her shoulder, and slowly turned over.
