It's that man again!
Qin Xin was startled.
Damn, she fell into the nightmare again where that damned man wanted to bully her.
In the darkness, nothing was clear, only the sound of the man's increasingly heavy breathing, leaning down to press her firmly against the edge of the bathtub.
A drawn bow, ready to fire at a touch!
Qin Xin tried hard not to focus on where the man was gripping her.
Instead, she directed a sliver of consciousness, trying her best to control her hand, gently moving it along the edge of the bathtub—
That's right, she knew it was a dream, and she wasn't really in the bathtub, she was still in her dormitory bed, so... as long as her hand could move, she could reach the surgical blade already hidden by her pillow!
This nightmare had troubled her many times.
She was prepared!
As long as she could reach the blade, she was confident she could pierce this dream and scare away this stinking man.
