Su Jingyu struggled desperately in her dream, and Chen Jiu, fearing she might hurt her wounds, quickly held her hands down.
"Xiaoyu, wake up, Xiaoyu..."
Su Jingyu heard Chen Jiu's voice and finally woke up from the dream.
She breathed lightly, looking at Chen Jiu with a panicked expression, "Chen Jiu... Chen Jiu... save me..."
"Don't be afraid... It was just a dream, it's alright now..."
Chen Jiu wanted very much to hold her, but considering her injuries, he gently caressed her hand instead, "Xiaoyu, it's alright now, I'm here."
Su Jingyu's lips were chapped, and her throat felt like it was on fire, "Water..."
Chen Jiu quickly poured a glass of warm water, "Xiaoyu, here's some water, drink slowly."
Su Jingyu took it and drank it all in one go.
To her, that place, the Liu Family, was like an inescapable nightmare.
She had been there for five years, living like she was in hell for five years.
