He watched her scream, and he yelled at her: "You bitch! Go to hell! Go to hell, bitch!"

She couldn't resist and could only beg for mercy: "Let me go, please, please..."

"Let you go! Don't even think about it! You bitch, I'm going to let you die, let you die!" Yi Beihan glared at her fiercely, and used his hands harder and harder. Xia Yan was almost choked by him.

Out of breath.

"No...don't kill me, don't..."

Her begging for mercy escaped from her throat, but the Yi Beihan in front of her was as terrifying as a ghost. He was like a Shura messenger, holding her neck tightly and refusing to let go.

"Ah!!! No! Don't kill me!" Xia Yan screamed and woke up from the nightmare.

The moment he woke up from the nightmare, Xia Yan turned on the light and stared at the gray wall with wide eyes. His eyes were sore and he felt extremely uncomfortable. His heart throbbed violently, as if his heart was about to jump out violently.

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She covered her chest with her hands, gasped carefully, and touched her neck, fearing that this dream was real.

Then, when she calmed down completely, she remained silent for a long time.

"Yi Beihan...why do I still dream about you? You have forgotten me..."

Xia Yan felt embarrassed, she spoke in a harsh voice, stretched out her arms to hug herself, and couldn't help but talk to herself.

Yi Beihan, why do you think God does this to us? Since He allowed us to meet, why does He want so many twists and turns between us?

Yi Beihan, after forgetting about me, are you better off than before?

I dream about you all the time, but what about you? Has there ever been a time in your dreams when I was the only woman in your dreams?

You said, I dreamed about you killing me, is it because I am too afraid of you? Or is it because you left too many dark shadows in my heart in the past?

Or do you really hate me so much now?

Xia Yan thought so and finally got up from the bed. She got up and walked into the bathroom. She filled the bathtub with cold water and took off her pajamas. She stepped into the bathtub and the cold water soaked her feet.

He closed his eyes tightly and lay down in the bathtub.

The cold temperature slid over every inch of skin on the body.

"Yi, Bei, Han." She lay in the bathtub with cold water and kept chanting these three words. She chanted them over and over again.

In the end, I couldn't help but lie in the bathtub and started to suffer.

"Why is our ending like this? Yi Beihan, why? Why?"

She slapped her hands hard on the cold water, and a hoarse voice escaped from Xia Yan's throat. This scream made her feel terrible.

She sat in the bathtub and hugged herself. The bone-cold water invaded every inch of her skin. Her sharp teeth bit her lower lip. Xia Yan couldn't help but sit in the bathtub and sobbed.

Recalling every scene they had together in the past, Xia Yan's expression only became more painful.

If she hadn't thought of Gary, she would have really wanted to lie in this cold bathtub, cut a knife through the aorta, and just lie in the water and die!

"Yi Beihan, if only I could forget everything like you, that would be great."

Xia Yan spoke with a wry smile, his whole face turned pale, and the endless screams in his hoarse voice showed the pain in his heart.
Chapter completed!