She is the white moonlight in my heart

Chapter 65 It Was A Dream
In the room, seeing Yun Luoxi sleeping soundly, Xu Huan put away his depression, and a warm smile bloomed on his face.

Every night, Xu Huan would secretly stand beside Yun Luoxi's bed, looking at her delicate sleeping posture and her innocent face, his heart gradually calmed down.

Xu Huan leaned against the bed and sat on the ground, the melancholy in his eyes deepened.

He lowered his head, his messy bangs covered half of his handsome face, one hand rested on his arched knee, and the other hand held Yun Luoxi's catkin, rubbing her delicate palm.

"Luoxi...Luoxi..." The murmured call seemed to be murmured bitterly.

Xu Huan had many questions to ask her, but seeing that she was sleeping so peacefully, he smiled and chose not to ask.

Maybe if I ask, it will only stir up more sad past events.

He would rather choose to be hurt alone than the terrified expression on her face when she remembered the past.

Maybe she doesn't remember, but it's a good thing for her!

How was it? ?never mind.

Xu Huan chose to carefully store it away, got up and walked out.

A nightmare, a dream within a dream, envelops Yun Luoxi in layers.

Everything was dark, and she couldn't see her fingers. She was running, trying to escape, but she couldn't escape from this darkness.

And a low, panting voice came from a distance, reaching Yun Luoxi's ears, attracting her attention, frightening her heartbeat even deeper.

Yun Luoxi walked cautiously, groped forward, and followed the low, groaning voice.

The low, groaning and slightly panting voice passed over and over again, as if enduring great pain or suffering a great injury.

I don't know what it is?
Driven by curiosity, Yun Luoxi walked over, and a light shone from the darkness, shining on the place where the sound came from!
With the light on, Yun Luoxi's pupils dilated slightly, and the eyeballs shone tremblingly.

It's him, it's Xu Huan...

It was him, he was locked in an iron cage, with wounds all over his body, and blood coming out of his white shirt, red pomelo, seeping blood.

He was already unable to lean on the wooden chair, his hands and feet were bound by iron chains, his eyes were empty and lifeless, the silver whip fell on him one after another, whipping ruthlessly and coldly .

Xu Huan snorted, sneered, moaned, panted lightly!
Enduring the pain of the whip falling on him, a wide open wound appeared in front of Yun Luoxi.

Through the iron bars, she shouted loudly: "Huan, Huan..."

While shouting, Yun Luoxi kicked the iron fence, wishing that she had such a strong strength that she could break the solid iron fence with one kick and rescue him.

But these are all her fantasies.

Xu Huan couldn't hear Yun Luoxi's call at all, and couldn't see her at all.

He seemed to have sensed that someone was on the right side of the iron railing. He raised his long and narrow eyelids, and looked at them with intense pain.

Just one look, just one look, they looked at each other.

Xu Huan's eyes gradually turned white, revealing layers of pain and sorrow.

Yun Luoxi thought Xu Huan had seen him, but he lowered his head, and then resisted the tearing feeling from the whip.

He hummed, groaned, gasped, and gasped, blood trickled out of his white shirt, more and more, like an open faucet, soaking his whole body.

The blood, like a gloomy rose, exuded a cold and dark aura, overwhelming her, dazzled her eyes, and hurt her chest.

Heart, slowly, deeply, angrily...

Pain, shock, pain, swept her whole body...

Yun Luoxi yelled heartbreakingly: "Stop beating, stop beating... Please..."

"Luoxi, Luoxi..." Suddenly, a shout came from her ear.

Yun Luoxi suddenly sat up from the bed in horror, her face was covered with sweat.

It turned out to be a dream!The dream is so real.

(End of this chapter)