My Dominant Contract Husband Won't Let Me Go-Chapter 559 I Don’t Need Your Sympathy (1)

This embrace is warm, very reassuring.

Dong Xin Yan only slightly lifted her eyelids, but all the consciousness in her mind was lost. Her eyelids fell heavily, leaving her world in complete darkness.

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Dong Xin Yan felt as if she was having a dream, a very terrifying dream.

In the dream, a car was racing towards her, wildly and frantically, with claws and fangs bared. She stood there helplessly, as if she had been nailed to the ground. She wanted to run, but there was no escape.

In the blink of an eye, the car was dangerously close, and she instinctively closed her eyes. However, the next second, a force pushed her heavily to the side. A loud bang echoed in her ears, and a body was hurled away, landing not far in front of her. Bright red blood spread across the ground, and the person lying in the pool of blood had Ziyang’s face...

"Ah...!"

Dong Xin Yan screamed, suddenly opening her eyes wide. She gasped for air, her heart pounding violently in her chest, as if it were about to leap out.

"Xinyan, are you alright?"

A familiar deep voice came to her ears, then the bed slightly sank as her cold hands were grasped by warm, large palms.

Dong Xin Yan’s jet-black eyes slowly and stiffly moved, staring blankly into the man’s dark eyes. She was in a daze, seemingly still not fully awake.

After a moment of eye contact with Gu Ningyi, her consciousness gradually returned. Suddenly, as if realizing something, her eyes sharpened. She sat up abruptly and hugged the man in front of her. Her voice was panicked and fearful, her whole body trembling, even her teeth seemed to be chattering. "Gu Ningyi, I just had a nightmare, a particularly terrifying dream. I dreamt that a car crashed into me, I tried to run but I couldn’t escape. Then... someone pushed me away, but... but the car hit that person, that person bled so much, so much blood..."

As she spoke, Dong Xin Yan’s voice trembled more and more, almost unable to form a coherent sound.

"Xinyan, stop talking."

"That person, I know him, he looked like...like Ziyang..."

"Stop talking, stop talking."

Gu Ningyi’s hands forcefully pulled the small, cold body into his arms. His hand gently stroked her head, stroke by stroke, his voice low, filled with extreme heartache, "Be good, stop talking."

But Dong Xin Yan was unable to stop. She reached out to push Gu Ningyi away, her small hand unconsciously gripping his clothes, gripping so tightly her fingertips turned pale.

Her eyes were filled with such hope, "Gu Ningyi, tell me, this was just a dream, right? Just a very frightening nightmare, right? Now I’m awake, everything is fine, I’m fine, and Ziyang too... he’s fine, right?"

Gu Ningyi’s dark eyes deeply gazed back at Dong Xin Yan. His thin lips were tightly pressed, forming a cold, hard line. His lips moved slightly, but he said nothing.

His silence slowly disintegrated Dong Xin Yan’s mental defense. Dong Xin Yan helplessly, slowly began shaking her head, "Gu Ningyi, why aren’t you speaking? Why aren’t you saying anything? Speak, say something! Tell me it was just a dream, I beg you, tell me it’s all fake, all fake!"

Gu Ningyi’s arms tightened around Dong Xin Yan once more, pulling her into his embrace, his voice deeply suppressed, "Trust me, I will heal him, I will definitely heal him."