My iceberg smiled

Chapter 50 The Inescapable Nightmare

late at night.Han's mansion.

In the silent room, the teenager curled up on the bed held his neck and breathed in pain.

He choked out intermittent words hoarsely: "Mom...Mom...no...don't..."

"don't want--!!!"

The nightmare prevented the young man from waking up. After struggling for a long time, the young man was suddenly awakened.

Hearing the sound, Zhuo Qiu outside knocked on the door and said, "Young master, young master, are you alright? Young master?"

It was Zhuo Qiu's night watch tonight, and when he heard movement in the young master's room, he asked nervously.

There was no answer after knocking twice, Zhuo Qiu panicked and opened the door directly.

Then I saw the young man with eyes as dull as dead ashes sitting on the bed covered in sweat, "Master, you...have a nightmare again."

Han Mochen was brought back to his senses by this call, and his pupils slowly focused.

Looking sideways at the nervous Zhuo Qiu, he said lightly, "It's okay."

Zhuo Qiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took a clean towel, and handed it to Han Mochen, thinking in his heart: Every time the young master wakes up with a bad dream, he always looks bad, but he always says he's fine.

Zhuo Qiu also knew something about what happened in Han's family, but he was ordered by his father not to mention it, so in front of Han Mochen, he had to act indifferent and ignorant of the matter.

Han Mochen took the towel and wiped his forehead, only to realize that he was covered in sweat and his clothes were soaked.

He simply said: "Aqiu, prepare hot water and clothes, I want to take a bath."

"Yes, master." Zhuo Qiu was a little worried about Han Mochen's state, after finishing what the young master ordered, he told his father Zhuo Yuan about his nightmare.

……

"Father, hasn't Mr. Han Er already invited a psychiatrist to treat the young master? The doctor... didn't he say that the young master's condition has improved a lot? Why does the young master still have nightmares?" Zhuo Qiu asked his father.

Zhuo Yuan sighed, and frowned: "Heart disease is difficult to cure, heart demon is difficult to cure, how can it be so easy to cure, that matter may be the heart knot of the young master's life, I only hope that the young master can get better with age." Slowly forget about it, don't get trapped by it."

"Honestly speaking, it would be good if the young master can tell his heart knot to others, but the key point is that he always likes to carry it alone!"

Zhuo Yuan: "..."

"I am 5 years older than the young master, so I grew up with him. Although I am a servant of the Han family, in my heart... I have always regarded the young master as my own brother. If the young master does not treat me as an outsider, can you tell me?" explain……"

"Aqiu!"

Zhuo Qiu: "..."

"You can't break the rules. You and the young master are people with different identities. You must remember our responsibilities in the Han family." Zhuo Yuan suddenly interrupted Zhuo Qiu's words, with a serious face.

Zhuo Qiu's eyes showed struggle and intolerance, and finally said lazily: "Understood, Dad, I have never forgotten, and I will take good care of the young master."

this life...

in the bathroom.

Han Mochen sat in a bath filled with hot water in a daze, and the scene from the dream just now flashed through his mind.

In the dream, the woman he thought he was closest to was strangling his neck desperately.

Weeping ferociously, "You shouldn't be living in this world! You shouldn't be! Ah Chen, don't be afraid, I'll set you free right away, come with me, together..."

"Go to hell!" The woman cried and laughed suddenly, with a stern look in her eyes.

Thinking of this scene, the boy sitting in a daze in the bathtub suddenly suffocated for a moment, and then panted heavily.

(End of this chapter)