Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 244 Child, My Child

Hai Yan was hospitalized, and he is still in a coma.

It is not certain when the doctor will wake up.

Feng Mocheng and Lin Jing couldn't help there.

Feng Mocheng sent bodyguards to protect Hai Yan, and told the medical staff to take good care of him, and sent a nurse there.

He stayed there until almost 12 o'clock in the morning before he and Lin Jing went home.

When they got home, both of them were very tired.

They didn't say a word, and after taking a shower in the bathroom, they went back to bed and lay down.

They were all in a bad mood, and they didn't want to do anything anymore. The exhaustion spread into every pore, and they fell asleep with them.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines into the bedroom, spreading the softness of the room.

Feng Mocheng supported his head with his hands, and was leaning against Lin Jing, staring at her sleeping face with deep eyes.

He stretched out a hand, and with his slender fingers, picked up a strand of black hair from her, and played with it around his fingertips, with a hint of loneliness looming at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, Lin Jing frowned.

Feng Mocheng thought she was awake, and immediately withdrew his hand.

"My child, my child..."

Immediately, Feng Mocheng's gaze sank.

He approached Lin Jing, only to see that Lin Jing's face was pale, his brows were tightly frowned, and his body was trembling a little.

"Feng Mocheng, I hate you, bitch! My child is gone..."

Feng Mocheng frowned coldly, approached her, and asked in her ear socket: "What child?"

Suddenly, Lin Jing opened his eyes.

Feng Mocheng's face was close at hand, and his deep and pitch-black eyes were staring at her, like a detector that could penetrate everything and make people have nowhere to hide.

Lin Jing was startled, pushed him away, and sat up from the bed, "What are you doing?"

Feng Mocheng wiped the sweat off Lin Jing's forehead with his hand, and said calmly, "You're having a nightmare again."

"Really?" Lin Jing didn't take it seriously, forcibly restraining the torment in her heart, she tidied her hair back and said, "It's just a nightmare, it's normal."

"Yes, nightmares are normal." Feng Mocheng said coldly, "But I often have the same nightmares and talk in my sleep, are you sure it's normal?"

Lin Jing grabbed the quilt in his hand, his heart tightened.

The moment she died was a knot in her heart that she would never get rid of. If she was with her for the rest of her life, how could she not have nightmares?
After a long time, Lin Jing took a deep breath and said to Feng Mocheng: "With you, how can I not have nightmares? You are my nightmare."

"Why, what did I do to you?" He was puzzled.

"You didn't do anything to me, you were very kind to me, you gave me whatever I wanted." Lin Jing's voice was calm, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Feng Mocheng moved his body slightly, leaned against the head of the bed, turned his eyes away, deep and cunning, "Then why do you still do this?"

"There is no reason. Many things in this world don't need a reason. I'm going to get up."

Lin Jing lifted the quilt to get out of bed, Feng Mocheng frowned, he was about to stretch out his hand to pull her back, but his fingers moved, and they retracted again.

Feng Mocheng was a little tired, leaning against the head of the bed all the time, his eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.

Lin Jing finished washing, changed his clothes and was about to go out.

"Lin Jing, I have something to ask you." Feng Mocheng's eyes fell on Lin Jing.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Lin Jing asked casually while arranging her hair.

(End of this chapter)