Sudden Wedding

"I can't..."

Wen Zhi uttered a feeble protest.

The dream fluctuated, as if submerging in the deep sea, with waves overturning and instantly drowning a person.

Images flashed before her eyes, constantly shifting from blurry to clear, from nothingness to reality. Whenever she tried to see more clearly, she could only make out the contours of that face...

She was turned over, her face buried in the pillow.

Darkness was boundless; she couldn't see anything, her senses were amplified several times over, and the force behind her was fiercer than ever before.

She didn't know how long had passed before she was picked up again.

Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, his raspy voice fell on her ear, "Do you see clearly now?"

"I don't want to look anymore..."

Her voice, broken and crying, took on a sobbing tone.

"Don't cry," he cooed softly, very tenderly.

Wen Zhi sobbed intermittently, "You can't, you can't do this anymore, it's not right."