Chapter Fifteen: Dream Within A Dream

  The whole afternoon, many classmates were avoiding Xiaoyan, including Yanxi. When they saw her, they didn't run over with excitement and smile like before, but instead showed a face of disgust, glared at her for a few seconds, then turned around and walked away without looking back.

  Xiao Yan's heart felt a pang of sadness, the sisters and friends of yesterday had turned into that hateful gaze today. How could she not know why Yan Xi was like this? The four words "extreme yin body" were so terrifying that they could destroy all their emotional connections.

  Xiao Yan didn't know that what destroyed all her relationships wasn't those four words, but a person. No, to be exact, Yan Xi never had any feelings for her from the start, she just wanted to get close to that person. Yan Xi thought she could easily snatch him away, but failure after failure exhausted all her patience, replaced by endless jealousy and resentment that occupied everything. As long as she wanted something, no matter what method was used, she must get it!

  Xiao Yan still had a face without temperature, without expression, even if she had already heard some people's 'whispering' discussions and deliberate insults. Even if she heard the most hurtful words, Xiao Yan would not respond with a glance, pretending not to have heard.

  This afternoon was especially long, and finally school was over. Xiaoyan let out a sigh of relief, shouldered her backpack, and walked out of the classroom, with Ye Chen following closely behind her, his brow furrowed in concern.

  On the way back home, there were still very few people passing by in the evening, and occasionally the sound of children playing in the park across the street could be heard.

  Xiao Yan was speechless all the way, and Ye Chen didn't know how to comfort her either.

  Actually, there's no need to say anything, Xiaoyan understands everything in her heart.

  As Ye Chen and Xiao Yan walked side by side, the jeers from behind reached their ears. Ye Chen's anger in her eyes, her concern for Xiao Yan, she could all see it. It was precisely because of this that she wanted to pretend not to care, just like usual, as if nothing had happened, so that Ye Chen wouldn't worry even more.

  Xiao Yan stopped and grasped Ye Chen's hand which was inserted in his pocket.

  Ye Chen looked up in shock, gazing at Xiao Yan who was smiling and pulling him forward.

  Ye Chen's face relaxed into a smile, his tightly furrowed eyebrows unfolding, as he continued to be led by Xiao Yan, intentionally slowing down his pace to savor the moment.

  Happy times pass quickly, difficult times drag on. That's just how heaven likes to torment people.

  Xiao Yan turned around and waved at Ye Chen, "I'm going up, you go back."

  Ye Chen had a reluctant look on his face and didn't say anything. The two of them stood there for a long time, until Ye Chen reached out to pinch Xiao Yan's cheek.

  "Alright, go ahead. See you tomorrow."

  Xiao Yan turned around and went upstairs, covering her face with both hands, laughing exceptionally brightly.

  The evening in her new home was very quiet. Xiaoyan cooked a sumptuous meal for herself, leaving some for her mother to eat later.

  It had been several days since Xiaoyan went to school, and it was a bit difficult for her to review. After clearing up all the key points, it was already past 12 o'clock. Xiaoyan yawned, took two sleeping pills as usual, and lay down on the soft big bed with her math book in her arms. Before long, she fell asleep, dropping the book aside. The daylight shone brightly.

  "Wooooo..."

  Familiar wails and sobs echoed into Xiaoyan's ears.

  Startled awake, before her eyes was the figure Xiangyong never wanted to see again.

  It was still that crying sound, it was still that woman. The difference was that the white dress she wore no longer covered her hands and feet, revealing her arms and calves.

  Her skin was covered in bruises, swelling and scabs that had just begun to heal, making her originally fair complexion look even more gruesome.

  Xiao Yan felt a wave of inexplicable sorrow in her heart, without any reason. Listening to her sobbing, Xiao Yan felt not fear for the first time, but sadness, a deep-seated sadness that emanated from her heart and pierced a certain nerve of hers.

  Suddenly, the crying stopped, and 'she' slowly lifted her head while sobbing.

  Xiao Yan's heart was once again filled with fear, afraid of being seen by 'her', but the surroundings were flat and there was nowhere to hide. Xiao Yan was extremely frightened, her heart racing wildly. The terrifying face that appeared in the mirror flashed before her eyes.

  What to do?! Xiaoyan was at a loss, as time ticked away bit by bit...

  She raised her head and revealed her face. Xiaoyan saw the face, not fear, not screaming, but a look of astonishment and terror.

  Xiao Yan didn't see the terrifying and gruesome face, but unexpectedly, that face was exceptionally beautiful, so beautiful that it made Xiao Yan fearful, so familiar, exactly the same as her own face.

  The woman stood up, and smiled eerily at Xiaoyan without making a sound. Her smile was so beautiful that it seemed to be reflected in every detail of her face, even though her black hair covered the outline of her features, but not the delicate shape of her facial bones, and even each pore on her skin made Xiaoyan feel like she was looking into a mirror.

  Fear and astonishment filled Xiaoyan's heart as the woman lifted her foot and stepped closer to Xiaoyan, one step at a time.

  Xiao Yan hastily retreated backwards, only to find that behind her was another bottomless black abyss. Without any warning, Xiao Yan fell into the darkness...

  Xiao Yan opened her eyes, but instead of seeing the wooden board under the bed, she saw a familiar house, a woman in a white dress and a child playing and frolicking together. They didn't notice Xiao Yan standing right next to them, even passing by in front of her.

  Xiao Yan remembered that it was her first dream. And now, she appeared in this dream, exceptionally real, and she could even touch the fence outside the house.

  It turned out that the woman in white who was lying under the bed in my dream and the crying woman covered in scars were the same person. That face which looked exactly like mine, what did it prove? Or what was it trying to tell me?

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