Xin Yue looked at the light purple hourglass flowing slowly under the moonlight, calculated that it was midnight, looked out lazily and said "I won't go", then covered himself with a quilt and continued to sleep with the sea water on his pillow, completely

No matter how people outside summon you.

"What? She's not coming?" Chu Zhiling put down his wine glass and said to his men expressionlessly, "Get the key to her room."

The light purple hourglass she glanced at before going to bed filled Xin Yue's dreams with purple energy, and the magnificent and frightening color made her naturally think of the person who seemed to be walking on purple clouds at dusk today. She was both a man and a woman, and her grace was

The connection point of the memory of this peerless young man traces back like a swimming fish. Even though it is masked by the surging sound of the sea, it is still clear that he was overly critical - "Kill him, he was born to a Japanese woman."

, you kill him!"

What appeared in the dream were the figures of relatives, including Xin Yue's brothers and sisters and other close relatives. In the dream, I was still stuck in the time when I was five or six years old, stumbling and refusing to stop, trying to run towards them but failed.

All they got in exchange was cold, clear-eyed sarcasm: "Go away, you Japanese bastard!"

Those people were never afraid to attack her with the most vicious words or actions, just because her mother was Japanese. Even though she was deeply passionate about her father, she could not get anyone's forgiveness because of the fact that she was her father's lover, and her mother was a foreigner.

Identity raises this disdain to a more intense level.

Her father had countless lovers, and eventually he had three legal wives at the same time, including her mother.

Even more than 20 years ago, marrying three wives in a wealthy family that practiced both black and white would have been quite a sensation. However, the young Xin Yue could not live comfortably in this large and prosperous family.

As her father grew tired of her mother, and as her mother died young, Xin Yue struggled to survive in such a traditional family that was rich and powerful but hated the sun. As a child, she had been beaten and beaten.

She had been scolded and looked down upon by others, and her childhood had been spent in this unfair criticism.

The memory that penetrated into the bone marrow replayed in my mind again, like the sea water under the night wind, wave after wave refused to stop.

Xin Yue was immersed in the dream of her past life and found it difficult to wake up. Those memories were her Achilles heel, a nightmare that she could not escape from. The thoughts of the past coupled with the unhurried pace of life in recent months made her

Suddenly losing the keenness and vigilance she had developed from her daily life in the Navy, she grabbed the thin quilt at this moment, frowned and bit her lip, and did not notice the handsome man standing next to the bed, who was slightly drunk after drinking.

It was an unrecollectible memory that was buried in the depths of her mind, but was ruthlessly awakened in her dream. She remembered that a long time ago, when she was 6 years old, she was tricked into the icehouse by her half-brother. If it hadn't been for the anniversary of her mother's death that day,

The father, who had abundant heirs, suddenly remembered her existence. She was so small that she would never be discovered. When she was rescued, she was so stiff that she was about to die.

Please, don't do this to me, what did I do wrong? Her pleading in reality was severely suppressed by her. She had been weak several times and could not allow herself to be humbled. She, who was precocious, looked at these humiliations with an angry look.

Waiting, she remembered the humiliation she had suffered, and those humble requests for mercy only fleeted in her heart and never left a trace.

However, this is at night, in a dream, when a person is most vulnerable, when a wandering traveler misses his hometown the most. All the disguises should be removed, leaving only the most primitive panic and pleading -

- "Please, don't do this to me. What did I do wrong?"

There were no tears, just the murmuring in the dream with the sound of crying. The light and lazy voice became sharper and thinner, like drizzle turning into needles, sweeping across the gaps in the deck, light and pure.

Please, your words and your tone turned into a pair of cat's claws in the dark night, gently tickling the man's heart.

Chu Zhiling lowered his head slightly and looked at her. She had a small face with melon seeds, crescent eyebrows, cinnabar tear mole, and pale pink lips. Her delicate appearance was accompanied by a soft call. Under the moonlight, her usual harshness disappeared. She was so charming that I felt pity for her.

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Although the man drank, he, who had always had strong self-control, did not sit still in front of this beauty. After suppressing the wandering thoughts caused by drinking, Chu Zhiling stretched out his boot and kicked her.

The carved nanmu bedrail where Xin Yue slept.

Xin Yue suddenly fell into an extremely panic nightmare. The dream was about what happened when she was nineteen years old when she assisted the world navy in catching pirates in the Seto Inland Sea. The turmoil at the junction of the plate plates caused earthquakes and tsunamis. The field of view of the telescope

She watched as the ground in the distance opened up a huge and narrow crack due to the unbearable vibration, like a huge and ugly mouth swallowing the people in the house into a bottomless pit. Cars along the coast were like toys.

The sea was turbulent, and the ship she was on was enslaved like a prisoner by the devastating tsunami. The white ship was like a dying seagull rolling down from the sky, shaking violently under the whip of the powerful waves.

After not waking up for a long time, Chu Zhiling frowned slightly and kicked the bed rail hard, causing the bed to shake vigorously.

In the dream, the hull of the ship was shaking violently and rapidly, and the sea water gave off a suffocating fishy smell.

Xin Yue closed her eyes, her delicate and slender eyebrows furrowed, like a tightened jade-faced folding fan, her small hands tightly grasped the quilt on her chest, her white teeth were deeply embedded in her lip flesh, her pointed little face

He grew pale with panic.

Such a pitiful look made Chu Zhiling's eyes pause for a moment, but in the blink of an eye he was like a normal person. Seeing Xin Yue holding on to the quilt, the slender and clean finger bones were faintly white, he expressionlessly moved his hands

He reached for the quilt in front of Xin Yue, and then pulled it away suddenly. There was nothing in the girl's hand.

The mast that I was holding on to in my dream suddenly disappeared.

Accompanying Xin Yue's soft gasping was the sound of the man's deliberately lowered intake of breath.

The girl on the bed was wearing a white gauze dress that was not too thin. The belt had fallen loose due to the frequent flipping caused by nightmares, and the pink bellyband inside slid down uncontrollably as Chu Zhiling pulled the quilt vigorously.

, the plump breasts are half hidden under the thin fabric, half exposed to the air, and the light pink color of the bellyband is reflected in the snow-white jade, like tempting buds to pick.

The soft jade smells fragrant, and the bed curtains sway slightly.
Chapter completed!