Jiang Jingheng finished giving instructions and returned to the room.
He lay on the bed, holding Mu Yan as they rested.
In the middle of the night, he was suddenly woken up by the person in his arms.
"I don't want to leave, Mom."
"Mom, I'm so scared."
"No, no..."
...
She was trapped in a nightmare, her forehead covered in tiny beads of sweat, muttering incessantly.
"Mu Yan, wake up." Jiang Jingheng gently shook her shoulder.
Mu Yan gradually woke up, opening her eyes, the light stinging her eyes painfully.
After a long moment, she opened her eyes to find Jiang Jingheng looking at her with a worried expression.
"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" she asked softly.
Seeing that her mood was relatively good, Jiang Jingheng was relieved, holding her in his arms, he gently asked, "What nightmare did you have again?"
Mu Yan pursed her lips and shook her head, "I seem to have forgotten."
"Hmm?" Jiang Jingheng looked at her.
