It seems everything has settled down. With nothing particularly urgent left to deal with, Gao Yi can finally get some sleep.
Of course, he's sleeping with Lucy.
Finally, he managed to sleep peacefully through the night. Gao Yi, who had been severely deprived of sleep over the past few days, could at last enjoy a proper rest. But just as he was deep in his slumber, he suddenly sat bolt upright in bed.
A moment of intense palpitations—the kind of feeling where you are jolted awake from a near-death dream.
"Something's wrong!"
Half-awake and half-asleep, Gao Yi couldn't see anything. He shot up in a panic, and next to him, Lucy also woke up abruptly, her hand silently reaching under the pillow to retrieve her pistol.
Gao Yi pressed down on Lucy's hand and whispered, "It's nothing, I was dreaming."
"Had a nightmare?"
Lucy paused for a moment before awkwardly wrapping her arms around Gao Yi and whispering, "It's just a nightmare. It's okay, just a dream. It's okay now."