Lu Huai looked at Wen Nannan. "It's okay, you're awake now."
"Wait, you're not going to suddenly tell me you're not Lu Huai, right?" Wen Nannan looked up.
Lu Huai pressed his thin lips together. "If I weren't, would you have only realized it now? Wouldn't it be too late to find out?"
Wen Nannan vaguely felt that there was a hint of displeasure in Lu Huai's calm voice. He probably thought she had been too careless and not cautious enough. "The aftereffects of the nightmare are too much. Just to make sure, I actually knew it was you already."
She carefully glanced at the window again, and Lu Huai knew exactly what she was looking at. Because he had also had a dream, in which a shadow appeared, and he had seen that shadow choose Wen Nannan between two beds.
That wasn't just a simple dream; it was clearly controlled by some kind of power. He had broken free from that control, and when he woke up, he realized that Wen Nannan had also been affected.